No advice today. Just this.
If you’re in the query trenches too—I’m with you.

#amquerying #writerslife #debutauthorjourney #notguiltynovel #womensfiction #immigrantvoices

These are the moves of someone who’s been refreshing her inbox for weeks… and just got a full request for Not Guilty.
Rhythm? No.
Relief? Yes.
Hope? Back on.
P.S. Not a deal—just an agent asking to read the full manuscript. Big step. Good day.

#AmQuerying #FullRequest #NotGuiltyNovel

I used to think writing was the hard part. But no one prepares you for the silence that comes after.
The quiet inbox.
The refreshing.
The wondering if your words are still moving, even when you can’t see it.
This waiting is also part of the work.

#AmQuerying #NotGuiltyNovel

This is what survival looks like.
Messy. Fierce. Alive.
#NotGuiltyNovel #amquerying #litchat
(6/8)

Being a writer is lonely work.
Sometimes the only sign that someone’s listening is a like, a comment, a tiny echo of support.
If you know a writer—root for them out loud.
It costs nothing, but it means everything.

#WritersSupportingWriters #SupportYourWriterFriends #AmQuerying #NotGuiltyNovel

Good Luck to You, Leo Grande is a reminder:
Every woman deserves to reclaim her body, her pleasure, her voice—at any age, at any time.
(A message that lives at the heart of Not Guilty, too.)
#AmQuerying #UpmarketFiction
#WomenWriters #NotGuiltyNovel
#LitChat #DebutAuthors #FictionCommunity

I don’t wait for inspiration. I write because the story won’t let me go. So when I hear someone published their debut at 60, I pay attention. This industry doesn’t move on your timeline. It moves when it’s ready. So I’m staying ready.

#NotGuiltyNovel #AmQuerying #WritersLife

I wrote Bia’s story from memory—mine, and the ones I carry.
She was always waiting: for safety, for belonging, for a real beginning.
When I started Not Guilty, I thought I was writing the past.
I didn’t expect it to feel so current.
#NotGuiltyNovel #AmQuerying #ImmigrantVoices #UpmarketFiction

Today wasn’t meant to be emotional.
But then the questions came—from my students, from fear, from experience.
And I didn’t have answers.
Just the ache of someone who’s lived it too.

This isn’t a statement.
It’s a cry out.

#ImmigrantVoices #ESLTeacherWrites #CryOutNotCallOut #NotGuiltyNovel