A Book Deal For Sarah Wylie, A Prize For Me?

If you go here, you will find an awesome contest. Prizes include:

1. A partial critique from Suzie Townsend of Fine Print Lit.

2. A query critique from Colleen Lindsey (Fine Print Lit), Kathleen Ortiz (Lowenstein Associates), or Joanna Stampfel-Vlope (Nancy Coffey Literary).

3. A great writer's survival kit

4. Lunch with Janet Reid and Suzie Townsend.

What awesome, awesome prizes. And why, might you ask, is Sarah Wylie doing all of this for all of us aspiring authors out there?

Because SHE GOT A BOOK DEAL, THAT'S WHY.

So head on over. Here's the link again. Tell her congrats and put your name in the hat. Winners announced on Sunday, April 25!

My My My

I lurked around an interesting conversation on Twitter the other day. People discussed poetry, song lyrics, their similarities, their differences. One thing everyone can agree on is their ability to move us, to push us, and to sometimes echo the emotions thrumming deep at our core. Below are some of my favorite lyrics, written by Rob Thomas.

My My My

The light from the window is fading

You turn on the night

The sound from the avenue's calling you

Open your eyes

And when you find

You're spending your time

Wanting for words

But never speak

You tell yourself

That the things you need come slow

But inside, you just don't know

My, my, my

Let your bright light shine

Let your words live on

Far beyond this life

Beyond this life

Hold on to anything

Everything's over and done

Has the fear taken over you

Tell me

Is that what you want

To make up your life

Time after time

You're falling behind

Hold on to me

Never leave

Forever be what you mean to me right now

Don't you feel better now

My, my, my

Let your bright light shing

Let your words live on

Far beyond this life

Beyond this life

As a writer, the words speak to me. As a person, they echo my heart. Great lyrics, great lines, great writing, great poetry - it always does.

Here the song here.

Spring in Missouri

Just wanted to share some photos from my walk today. Spring has arrived in Missouri, and it's lovely.