***Originally posted 8-29-13




Okay, so I was in radio for 12 years.  I know what it's like to be on the air.  I've sneezed, had the hiccups, forgotten my name and done any number of other embarrassing things.  Wednesday, August 28th, I had my very first radio interview as an author.  This time, I wasn't in control of the buttons.  I couldn't go to commercial if I wanted or start a song if I wanted.  I just had to talk and answer the questions asked.




I haven't been on the radio in several years.  I left when my oldest daughter was nearing 2 and she's 4 now.  I also did not normally do hour long talk shows.  Especially with a 7-month-old baby in my lap.  With all that said, the interview on Fremont's AM 1340 KHUB with Rachel went really well.  My daughter Sadie only squealed with delight once.  And only tried to grab the phone from my ear half a dozen times.

The announcer, Rachel, is also an author and knew her stuff in terms of the publishing business.  Looking back on it now, I didn't even really talk about my specific books all that much, but more about publishing, being a mom, and balancing it all.  Overall, it was a great experience and a wonderful way to dip my toe back into the marketing world...as an author!  I hope to put the whole podcast up on the website at some point.  Until I figure out how...most likely with the help of my more technologically inclined husband, you can listen to it here:

http://myfremontradio.com/

I have to say, for an hour long LIVE show, I did pretty well.  I only said "heaving bosoms" once!  Let me explain.  Rachel asked what type of genre I write and I told her I write a lot of different types.  I have written thrillers, dramas, romance and so on.  I went on to say that the type of romance I currently write is not of the "Heaving bosom" variety.  She them said, did you just say heaving bosoms on the air?  And yes, I had. :)  I think I need to find a new way to describe what I DON'T write.  haha.  Another fun day in the world of live radio.

Since my book "Wrong Place, Right Time" isn't slotted to come out until December 2014, I will have a lot more time to figure out how to describe what it is and what it isn't.  Until then, I look forward to doing more radio interviews, blog questionnaires and so forth.  Who knows, maybe I'll even get invited onto a TV show...I was in TV for 5 whole months after all.  That's another story...

***Originally posted 8-3-13

As an author I get a lot of questions. How do I come up with ideas? Where do I get character qualities and names? How in the world do I type so fast? Today, for my first blog post on the new website, I am going to answer one question…why I write in the first place.I was in radio for 12 years and when I was VERY pregnant with my first daughter, everyone at the station knew I was going on maternity leave soon and I would not be coming back full time. In fact, I would be part time and only in a small way. One gal said to me before I left, “You’ll be back.” I gave her a look as I tried to figure out what she meant. Was she trying to be encouraging by saying that I wouldn’t be away from the ‘real working world’ forever? She continued on upon seeing my confusion. “Once you’re bitten by the radio bug, there’s no way to ever leave the business for good.”

I answered her quickly, saying the only thing that made sense to me. “But I’ve never been bitten!” I replied. It’s true, there were a lot of things I enjoyed and even loved about radio. Putting together a commercial or imaging spot that I once heard in my head was actually fun for me. Piecing it together was a creative thing that many people said I did well. Taking phone calls when I was on the air and playing songs for people who really needed to hear them was enjoyable as well. I used to joke that I even had a face for radio. I don’t really believe there is any such thing because everyone is beautiful and made just the way they were meant to be. However, I did indeed have a voice for radio…a lower female voice with no accent…it worked well anywhere in the country.

When the radio station was sold at one point, many people left and some were not asked to return. I, luckily, held on to my job, but I gained a new boss. She and I were sitting in her office one day in the brand new studios the new owners built, exchanging backgrounds. We talked about how we each got into radio. I told her my story and towards the end, I said something to the effect of: “And that’s how I got stuck in radio.” She got a funny look on her face and said, “Huh, I’ve never felt that way!” It was at that point that I realized I just said out loud how I really felt about being in radio. Though I enjoyed so many aspects of it and I was even good at many parts of it, I felt stuck. The radio bug had never bitten me. I was not where I ultimately belonged.

When my first daughter was born, I kept my foot in the door in radio, working on a very part time basis with the hopes that when she went to school someday, I could go back. I left my part time position when I finally admitted to myself that I didn’t want to go back. Radio wasn’t where I was meant to be, in the end.

After I left radio, I really had no idea where to go. I loved staying home with my daughter and playing with her all day long, but I needed something that was all my own as well. Since I always loved writing, it made sense that a “job” and writing should go together. I began searching the Internet for writing jobs. I found a few here and there and one thing led to another.

Back in my radio days, a manager walked by my office and then backtracked, sticking his head in the door. He slowly moved over to my desk and looked over my shoulder to read what I was typing. “Wow,” he said as he saw I was typing real words, “I figured you were just in here hitting buttons as fast as you could to impress people. I didn’t know anyone could type that fast.” It’s true, I can type about as fast as I can think, which can be very dangerous. But I know now that when I am typing, whether it’s an email, a script for a radio spot, an article, or a novel, I am happy.

Many people say that exercise makes them feel better. They work out because they feel healthy and they have more energy because of it. While I believe this wholeheartedly, I also feel that writing does something similar for me. I write because on the days I have written something that really works, I simply feel better. I have more energy because I am excited about a story. I am a better mom because I have something to call my own, no matter how small and even if I only had 5 minutes to work on it.

I write because, as my radio friend once said, I have been bitten by the writing bug. To me, there is no getting away from it. I am not “stuck” with writing. It is where I want to be and where I always should have been. It is as much home to me as the house in which I live.

And so, while I hope that those who read what I write in articles, books and so forth enjoy what they read, much of what I have written is as much about the process of writing it. Writing is not drudgery. It cannot be forced. It is something I enjoy and I only write on the days that I enjoy it. And that is why I write every day…assuming the 4-year-old little girl and 6-month-old baby allow… 