Our own Li’l Bit got The Call. Or in this case, The E-Mail. That’s when you get notification that you’ve sold your very first book. And every time it happens to a writer I know, I get to relive the excitement of my “The Call”.
I wasn’t even there when The Call came. I came home from work and there was a message on my answering machine to call Angela Catalano, assistant editor with Silhouette Desire. I know my heart stopped. I didn’t want to get my hope up, but would she have called just to reject my manuscript? I played the message over and over. Scared to death, I called the number she’d left and got the good news. I think I was professional. God, I hope I was professional, but can’t be sure. Needless to say, I didn’t delete the message.
Of course, the first persons I called were my folks. Not home, so I left a message on their machine. My older son was out of country in the Corps and my younger son was in school. I called my sister and she wasn’t home either. I sitting there with the second greatest news I’ve ever had and no one to tell! Finally, I called Debby Camp who was my mentor and critique partner. And we came up with a plan.
That night was critique night. As usual, we visited some before starting work and Debby very casually asked what was new with me. When my buddies Caron and Gloria (who rode with me to critique) discovered I hadn’t said a word to them, they had a fit. Needless to say, we didn’t get a lot of work done because another surprise was the beautiful cake Debby had gotten from Merritt’s bakery to celebrate. It was had a sheaf of roses in icing on top.
Best of all, when I got home, my mom had called back, forgetting I wouldn’t be home. She left a message on my machine, telling me how proud she was of me. My mom and I had always had our problems. I knew she loved me, but most of the time, she didn’t like the person I was. Her message moved me so much, I saved the tape from the answering machine. I can’t ever play it; the answering machine is long gone, but that tape with Angela’s and my mom’s tape is one of my treasures.