My Bookish Bad Habit

All through my childhood years, even into high school, I frequented the library in my small town.  My sister Kristin and I would literally go to the library five or six days a week– check out books, return books, search for books at another branch, use the internet (our parents were a little slow to get online).  I loved that little library, which was really just two small rooms of books– but part of a bigger network so that we could order what we wanted.

I still love the library.  The library I use here in the Twin Cities is connected to the Hennepin County system, so I have access to even more books than I ever used to.  I reserve a lot of audiobooks to listen to on car rides, and I pre-order books I’m especially excited about, and I check out books all the time.

But I have a problem.  I get too impatient.

I reserve a book, and then when I see that I’m 9th … or 22nd … or worse (back when I was checking out Harry Potter), I get too riled up about it, and I just go purchase the book.

Sometimes I skip the library altogether.  I’ll read a review and decide, That simply must be mine.

Then I hop onto the Barnes & Noble website and order it up.

I really ought to read the book first, don’t you think?  Especially for authors who don’t have a proven track record with me.

I buy faster than I read: I have so many books around my apartment that I haven’t had a chance to read yet … and still I keep buying.  The loading dock guys at the university where I work know me because they are bringing 1-2 packages to my office each week from Barnes and Noble.  It’s quite addicting– I love-love-love purchasing new books.  If I get a coupon in my email, I will find a book to buy.

LIBRARY, JACKIE LEA.  LEARN TO USE IT.  REIN YOURSELF IN.

Take a look at the picture below, and let me know where I should start!

I still need to read these 19 ... and have 7 more pre-ordered or on their way.  I CAN'T STOP.

I still need to read these 19 … and have 7 more pre-ordered or on their way. I CAN’T STOP.

Childhood Creativity

(First of all, the new students move in at the University of Northwestern in the morning– hooray!  A year’s [sometimes two!] worth of work parades in front of us today, and it’s fun and exciting and campus will be buzzing with teenagers embarrassed of their parents and about to meet their new best friends!)

childartistToday, for Random 5 Friday, I wanted to share with you some of my creative endeavors of childhood.  Next Friday, I’ll tell you about my high school exploits!

1. Story Society.
My sister Kristin, our childhood neighbor Amber, and I formed loads of clubs, but the best idea we ever had for one was the Story Society, which sadly was quite short-lived.  We had a clubhouse (a room in one of the sheds on our farm), which I painted.  Kristin and I went in there just last month, and one wall still says, “Story Society”; another, “Expanding our Imagination”; the third, a freehand castle with just one window lit up.  We were each supposed to write one story a week, then read it aloud at our club meeting and critique it for each other.  I remember my first story was this melodramatic piece about a jealous best friend who ended up shooting her friend’s boyfriend with a bow and arrow– only the friend jumped in front of her boyfriend, and the arrow pierced both their hearts.  Awesome, right?

2. Glamour Shots.
Kristin, Amber, and I wanted to do our own version of the beautiful Glamour Shots that adults sometimes did, so we raided the dress-up trunk and took *glamourous* (read: hilarious and awkward) photos with a disposable camera.  I distinctly remember choosing outfits Claudia Kishi of the Babysitters Club would wear.

3. Library.
You’re starting to see the roots of my current writerly nerdiness, aren’t you?  Well, how about this: one of the “games” we played was called Library.  Amber would haul some of her books down to our farm, Kristin and I would add ours in, and we’d lay them out on the deck stairs before each choosing one and then … reading.  (Let’s be honest, all I ever really wanted to do when I was a kid was just read uninterrupted.)  Amber had naughtier books than we did (i.e., books where girls and boys kissed), so that was a total bonus.

4. So many plays.
I wrote them.  Kristin, Amber, my brother Kevin, our friends Brandi and Tina, and I would act them out.  Most of these illustrious scripts have now vanished, but we do have one play (on rollerskates!) recorded on video.  It’s about rollerskating Olympics, and I was the star.  Of course.

5.  Mysteries.
For my sister and her friends, I would create these elaborate mysteries that they would then be tasked to solve.  Again, it was writing.  I’d set the scene for them, and then there would be a series of clues– some that would seem to incriminate various characters and some that (sneakily) exonerated them.  If you were to process all the clues together, you could come up with the culprit.  After everyone guessed, I’d read the true answer.

So, was I a dork growing up?  Yes.  Do I care?  Not a bit.  Look at how early the seeds of creativity were sown in me!  I’m proud of creative little Jackie Lea.

Random 5 Friday is a weekly meme over at A Rural Journal.

Sequels I am Dying to Read

1. While City of Bones wasn’t my favorite, every TMI (The Mortal Instruments) book got better and better.  I am dying to learn what will happen to Jace and Clary (and Simon, Isabelle, Alec, Magnus, Maya, and Jordan too!).  Oh, and Sebastian …

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2. I love Aria and Perry and NEEDTOKNOW how everything shakes out.  Will the Tides and the Dwellers be able to live in peace?  Will they find the still blue?  And what about Roar??  (Spoiler free but hinty: I’m not convinced about Liv.)

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3. I was so completely irate with Juliette at the end of Unravel Me!  I mean, pissed.  I need to see how this whole clustercuss is going to end up.

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How about you?

Things That Make Life Easier for Readers

stack of booksI work a full-time job and write almost every single day while maintaining relationships with friends and family.  Sometimes people ask me, Where do you find time to read?

Others wonder, Where do you find out about all these books?  

And others, But how can you afford your book-buying habit?

These are the tools that allow me to keep up an active and enjoyable reading life.

1. Audio books & multi-tasking.
The truth of the matter is that I simply would not be able to read as much as I do without embracing audiobooks.  I listen while I fall asleep at night, while I get ready in the morning, and while I’m in my car.

2. Audible & multi-tasking.
Again, audiobooks.  A fantastic and flexible subscription to Audible.com allows me to have almost any audiobook on hand anytime I want it.  I listen to these when CDs don’t make sense: while exercising, while tanning.

3. I repeat: multi-tasking.
I don’t do anything mindless without listening to a book, a TEDtalk, or a John Green video.  I mean, if I even want to play a quick game of Tetris, I make sure I have something to listen to.

4. Book blogs & Bloglovin.
I follow 85 blogs,over 50 of them writing- or reading-related.  I couldn’t keep up with this many blogs without the help of my blog reader, bloglovin.com.  It’s easy and intuitive and a time-saver!

5. Google Alerts.
How do I decide which book blogs to follow?  I have Google Alerts for my favorite authors, so every day I’m emailed news and posts about them.  If a blogger loves one of my favorite authors or books, I add them to my Bloglovin reader (assuming they have a similar taste as mine!).

6. Goodreads.
I don’t use Goodreads as much as some other readers, but I do like that it gives me personalized recommendations and that I can read quotes from the book before I decide to read it.  The reviews can be hit or miss without any context for the reviewer (i.e. How do I know if this person has good taste?), but they are sometimes helpful.  It’s also nice to see a collective reader rating on a book before diving in.

7. Barnes & Noble membership & Mastercard.
My membership gives me free shipping on everything (worth exponentially more than the membership dues), and my Mastercard gives me Barnes & Noble giftcards as rewards.  I keep my wishlist items in the “save for later” bin on the B&N website, and when a giftcard arrives in the mail, I spent it in about seven seconds.

Hope you’ve found something helpful in this list!  I’d love to hear YOUR best tips!

Top Ten Tuesday is a weekly meme over at The Broke and the Bookish

Can OCD Ever Be Good?

A couple people asked me this question recently, and it really made me think.  We need to be very careful how we word this.

OCD is definitely not good, but good things can still come of it.

Obsessive-compulsive disorder is an anxiety disorder.  It’s not just bothersome; it’s tormenting.  It’s hellish.  It’s a thief, and it is slavery.  There is nothing lovely about OCD.

And yet …

OCD made me more desperate for God because of the way it made me think and struggle through my beliefs.

It has produced in me a deep compassion for others.

It has given me perspective on life– what is important, what is not.  What is petty, what is deep.

It has opened up opportunities in my life to speak and share and connect with others.

OCD is a monster, feeding on tears, doubts, and anxiety.  Any benefit it gives is unintentional.

That’s why any thanks we give it is like a slap across its face.  So … thanks, OCD.

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Imaginings

When nerves cancelled my plans,
I imagined that another, separate me
made the drive to St. Paul.

My other me entered the room with the
the more-important-than-things-really-are candles.
My other me was confident; her cheeks were flushed.
She made conversation; she made you laugh.

Maybe she even found out the truth,
knows things now that this me doesn’t.

And this me resents her surety, is angry
that she didn’t take the chance, take the drive,
take the hand of the boy in St. Paul
instead of the pen to write this jealous poem.

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How I Got an Agent: the (Really, Really) Long Story

If you haven’t heard yet, I just signed with literary agent Steven Chudney of the Chudney Agency!

I know that some of you are curious about how this all came about, and for you, I’ve decided to write out a more detailed account here.  This might be boring to those of you who aren’t writers, but here goes!

LIGHTS ALL AROUND

My journey toward agent representation actually began about six years ago.  I spent four years working on a novel about OCD; I began that as a poet and somewhere along the way became a novelist.  I poured my heart and soul into that manuscript, and it was/is very near to my heart because it was my first novel and because it is a fictionalized version of my own battle against obsessive-compulsive disorder.  I actually started writing that story before I even started cognitive-behavioral therapy!  So writing some of those scenes were very difficult, visceral, heart-wrenching experiences.  When I felt the manuscript was ready (which makes me laugh now– it’s quite unpolished, and though that can be embarrassing, I wrote it for obsessive-compulsives so you can read it here), I started to research agents.

This can take a long time.  I started with The Guide to Literary Agents, making a note when an agency repped my kind of book, then going to each agency’s website to learn about each agent and then creating a spreadsheet of agents who might be a good fit.  Meanwhile, I was working on a query letter, which is very different writing from novel writing.

When I first queried agents back at the beginning of 2012, it took weeks before I heard back from anyone.  In the end, one agent requested my manuscript, read it and liked it and requested revisions before she’d look at it again.

But let’s be honest: I was completely burnt out on that story.  I’d spent four years writing it– and 20 years living it.  I told the agent that I needed to set it aside for a few months and work on something different.

I never went back to it.

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Instead, I started writing another adult novel.  Right around this same time, The Fault in Our Stars by John Green was first released.  I read it, fell in love with his characters (especially Augustus Waters), and when I finished it, I wept for two reasons: the story itself and the fact that I didn’t write it.

After that, I scrapped my adult manuscript (50 pages in) and started over.  It occurred to me that young adult fiction was my favorite, and yet I wasn’t writing it (what was up with that?) and that I wanted to start my story with a character I could love as much as I adored Augustus Waters.  So I created Silas Hart.

I gave myself six months to write the first draft and finished it right on schedule.  It was a really bad first draft by most standards– and yet, compared to the first draft of my earlier novel, it looked pristine.  (Ha!)  Through the advice of several friends– but especially Kristin Luehr— I was able to point the story in the right direction.  I worked hard on a new draft of it and determined that my new year’s resolution would be to put more money into my writing.  So I hired a local editor who helped me restructure the novel.  I did a complete frenetic revision in only six weeks so that I would be ready to take the manuscript to the Big Sur Writing Workshop in California in March.  While I was there, I met some amazing writers, agents, and editors– and made even more big changes to my manuscript.  After another post-California revision, I hired the local editor for line edits, after which, I pronounced the novel complete (for the time being).

I had in the meantime been compiling a whole new list of agents (as this manuscript was YA and the former one was adult, I needed to start over from scratch).  I made a three-tiered list of 100 agents to query, ready to attack this querying process again.  I also worked and re-worked my query letter, putting a lot of research into successful queries, changing my mind about various things, and then finally taking my friend Elyse‘s wise advice, which I believe was the lynchpin to a successful querying experience.  (Thanks Elyse!)

(And yes, in case you’re wondering, I pretty much worked like a draft horse this whole entire time– writing every single day, slaving away over the keyboard, discussing my manuscript concerns with my long-suffering friends [thanks, Cindy, et al!], thinking constantly about my characters, jotting notes about scenes and ideas, weeping when I got them into situations from which I couldn’t see the way out [again, Kristin Luehr to the rescue!], leaving no stone unturned in my search for literary agents.  I probably only took the tiniest handful of days off over those 19 months.)

QUERYING

I queried my top tier of agents on July 11th and was shocked when I heard back from over a dozen people requesting partials and fulls.  It was very evident that this time was a far cry from the querying I had done just a year and a half earlier.

My friend and fellow writing group member Addie (who has a book coming out in October and so is many, many steps ahead of me in the process) mentioned something to me about the emotional rollercoaster of querying, and I wasn’t sure quite what she meant.  That’s because I hadn’t started getting the rejections yet.

The most emotional moment for me came one weekend when an agent remarked, “I’m captivated by what I’ve read thus far and I’d love to see more! Could you please send the full manuscript in a Word document (.doc)? I can’t wait to keep reading your work.”  Somehow, I knew– just knew— that she was going to say no and that it was going to hurt worse because of how eager her email sounded.  I cried like a baby that weekend, prayed a TON, and eventually returned to the manuscript for more revisions (even before I got her rejection, which came the next week).

Some of the comments I got from agents who ultimately rejected the manuscript:

“I think you have a very interesting and unique writing style, which drew me to your work.”

“I think you’re a strong writer.”

“I do like your idea and writing.”

And from the agent I worked most closely with at the Big Sur workshop:

“I came away from Big Sur so impressed by you, certain that you have the authorial (and editorial) eye, the professionalism, and the charming/witty personality to be incredibly successful in this industry. And now that I’ve had a chance to read your work, I’m even more impressed and even more certain. You are a truly talented writer, with a masterful command of language and of your characters. You make it look effortless, like the best of the best do. All of your characters are fully round and compelling, and your depiction of small town teen life is vivid and fully engaging.

“I get lost in your writing in the best way, and I believe TRUEST is about something (which I mean as high praise).   I will be first in line to buy my copy of TRUEST.”

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But Steven Chudney of the Chudney Agency loved it.

“I like smart kids,” he told me when I talked to him on the phone earlier this week.  “I’m not so interested in prom night as I am in teenagers exploring questions of spirituality and philosophy.”  (Okay, he said something close to that– I was a little nervous on the phone!)  I find it fascinating (and, I hope, indicative of the far-reaches of the story) that Steven himself is not religious and yet was drawn to these characters who are exploring spirituality.

The contract arrived in the mail yesterday.  I couldn’t be more excited to be represented by the Chudney Agency!

(So, there’s the long story.  I know … so long … but this is essentially the last six years of my life wrapped up into one blog post!)

Now … I just need a book deal!!!

Big News: I Have an Agent!

Hi friends!  I have some exciting news on the writing front.  I now have a literary agent!

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What this doesn’t mean:

A book deal.  Not yet.  🙂

What this does mean:

I am one step closer to a book deal.  Most publishers don’t accept unsolicited manuscripts, so authors need an agent– a middle-man– whom publishers trust and who will represent the authors.  Steven Chudney of The Chudney Agency thinks my manuscript is lovely, and he already has ideas about which publishers he’d like to send it to.  I’m so grateful that he’s taking a chance on me and Truest!

I had no idea that querying was going to be such an emotional journey for me.  I’ll be blogging about it soon!

For now, I just wanted to share this fun news with my blogging community.  I am so grateful to Steven Chudney for this opportunity and so grateful to you blog readers for faithfully reading about my life, experiences, and opinions, and for caring so deeply about my personal writing journey.

Next step: revisions!