I wrote my first romance novel last year and spent the first part of this year rewriting it. I never expected anyone to accept it because everyone knows that a writer’s first novel is the one that gets shoved in the closet. Or burnt. Sometimes people use it to line the litter-box (hey, I’ve heard stranger things).
So, I didn’t have high expectations for “The First Time is the Sweetest.” However, after I sent in my submission, Siren said yes, we’ll publish this if you fix these issues. I fixed the issues. Siren’s excellent editors found more problems and I fixed those, too. It was humbling and I learned a lot from the experience.
Finally, after reviewing more edits and making last minute changes, the book was released on August 18. I was thrilled! I didn’t expect to have that many readers (heck I didn’t expect to have any readers), not for a first book from an unknown author, but to my shock, within several days the book climbed up Siren-BookStrand’s bestseller list. It’s sitting there right now, still selling nicely, and I keep pinching myself. I’ve got bruises on my thigh because I keep thinking: you’re not pinching hard enough, seriously.
Honestly, I didn’t expect it to go anywhere at all. I hoped I’d get a few readers, make enough money to replace the Kindle my teenager lost, and keep on writing. I couldn’t be more grateful that it’s done as well as it has. Even so, the best part of this whole thing is that I get to make stuff up for a living: the crazier the story, the hotter the romance the better. I get to write about falling in love again and again. Thank you universe.