The Glamorous Real Life of the Romance Author

The other day, my son's Occupational Therapist mentioned she'd heard I was a writer. "What do you write?" she asked. "Romance," I told her. This earned me a look of surprise, like I'd just confessed to a secret life. I get that a lot when I tell people what I do for a living. The "glamorous" real life of a romance author is...not so glamorous.

Yes, it's true. I'm a wife. I'm a mom. For the next two months, I'm a home schooling mom, which means I spend my mornings overseeing reading, writing, and science experiments. I cook, I clean (sort of...mostly, my house is just a mess). I have even been known to bribe my son with the promise of ice cream if he will entertain himself quietly while I take a call from my agent or my editor in the other room.

And then every once in a while I get to dress up and be Rachel Lacey, romance author, for a little while. In fact, this weekend I was in Charlotte, North Carolina, for a workshop and got to spend time with my good friend and critique partner, Anna Rains. In July, we'll be attending the Romance Writers of America Annual Conference, where we'll attend classes, go to parties, book signings, and award ceremonies. Not too far in the future, I'll even have book signings of my own!

But most days, I'm just regular me. Rachel, mother of one wonderfully exhausting five-year-old boy, wearer of t-shirts and jeans, juggler of many things.

Speaking of the glamorous side of being an author, something very exciting happened for me this week. I have my very first cover to share! My debut, Unleashed, will be released on October 28th, and it's available now for pre-order. That's right, I'm on Amazon! Crazy, right?

I am living a dream come true, and I wouldn't change a single minute!

Rachel Lacey writes contemporary romance that tugs at your heartstrings. Her debut, Unleashed, will be out this October. She blogs on this site on rotation with the other Ever After Foxes. You can find her online at www.rachellacey.com, or connect with her on Facebook, Twitter, or Pinterest.

LIGHTNING FAST GIVEAWAY!

To celebrate the mass market release, Forever Romance is doing a HUGE giveaway of FIVE copies of Hard to Handle as well as a prize pack of books from Ever Afters Rachel Van Dyken, Erin Kern, & Shannon Richard.

What do you have to do?

Enter--and don't dillydally, either. This contest ends MONDAY, MARCH 24th at 11:59 p.m.!!!
Here's the rafflecopter link (right here on our own EVER AFTER giveaway page)

Best of luck to you!
~Jess :)

Music Mondays: Going Back A Little...But Not That Far

So I've been working on I Run To You, the very first manuscript I ever wrote...

The. Very. First.

I spent two years editing this bad boy before I decided to start off fresh with a new story (Undone). In revisiting it, I've noticed that it's going a little bit more smoothly.

Or maybe I just haven't hit a really big bump in the road yet...we shall see how it turns out.

BUT since I've been delving into my old manuscript, I'm listening to music from I Run To You's playlist. Some songs are probably going to change, but the following are here to stay...


1.) Snow Patrol "Crack The Shutters" & "Run" - These are the 2nd and 3rd most played songs on the playlist.




2.) Coldplay "The Scientist" - This song corresponds to the very first scene that I ever wrote in the book.




3.) OneRepublic (feat. Sara Bareilles) "Come Home" - It's the ending of the book...it still makes me a little emotional.




4.) Ingrid Michaelson "Die Alone" - Love...just love. This song perfectly describes Mattie and how much she loves Emmett. PERFECTLY!




5.) Lady Antebellum "I Run To You" - It's the title song, it isn't going anywhere. I have a fondness/love for this song that I really can't even accurately describe with words.

Why book releases make you lose your mind...

The blog was blank for the week...

And it's all my fault. 

*hangs head*

My excuse? 

Well... a while ago I thought it would be a REALLY good idea to release two books within five days of one another. Not really sure if this thought occurred after a few glasses of wine or if I really was of sound mind when I made said decision, point is, we're lucky I still know my own name ;)

Book releases can easily take a calm, controlled, happy-go-lucky person, and send them to the madhouse. Things always seem to go wrong, from uploading the wrong file (yeah totally done that before), to forgetting what blog I'm supposed to be guesting on, to forgetting to upload files to createspace for print (yeah, been there done that too).

Anytime you release a book, it's absolute madness. Will people love it? Hate it? Hate me? I've done over 24 book releases and I still want to puke every single time a new book comes out. If I'm being completely honest, theres something absolutely terrifying about hitting #1 on the New York Times because you seriously wonder if you will ever do it again. There are always expectations, ones you put on yourself needlessly, or your publisher puts on you, or even your readers. And as an author you want so badly to make sure you aren't letting anyone down--even if its at a cost to your own sanity and health.

So my blog post? Totally forgot about it, but Im almost glad I did because now I get to give out some advice to authors everywhere---both new and old. It never gets easy. But I think if we wanted easy, we'd be doing something else entirely, don't you? The things that terrify us the most are the ones we need to be doing. When you put a book out there you're going to get rejected--you can't please everyone. Publish it anyway. We do what we do, because we love it. The deadlines, the blood, sweat, tears, all of it.

I may be stressed--but I wouldn't change it for the world.

My book series, Ruin, is all about doing things afraid. It's about conquering your demons and living---I think sometimes I need to take a dose of my own medicine!

Until next time!
Hugs,
RVD

Reliving Childhood Memories

Instead of reading to him at bedtime, lately my five-year-old son has been asking me to tell him stories about when I was little. Preferably, really silly stories that make him laugh until he's hiccuping too badly to fall asleep.

Many of my tales are about me and my little sister, Julie. My family moved a lot when we were little, so Julie and I often served as each other's best friend as well as sisters. When we shared a bedroom, we would get in trouble for staying up too late talking, so we devised this complicated system of patting our hands against the pillow to talk. One pat meant "are you still awake?" Two pats was "yes." Three pats was "no" (haha). We went all the way up to about fifteen pats. I can't remember what they all were but we "chatted" at night by patting the pillow for YEARS and my parents were none the wiser! :)

My son loved the story about the time I decided to play a joke on my mom on our way home from the park. She was pushing my sister in a stroller, and I ran ahead to the house. Instead of waiting for her on the front porch, I decided to go around back and crawl in through the doggy door. How hilarious would it be when my mom got home and found me already in the house?! It might have been funny (for me at least) had I not gotten stuck in the doggy door. My poor mom ran all the way home, pushing a stroller, completely panicked when she didn't find me waiting for her at the house.

I don't know how long it took her to find me, still stuck halfway through the doggy door, but by that time both of us were crying, and no one thought it was funny. I was five. As the mother of a five-year-old now, I can only imagine how terrified my poor mom was when she couldn't find me!

But my son's favorite of all my childhood stories is from the summer I was eleven. My best friend at the time, a girl named Annie, lived right up the street, and we were at each other's houses all summer long. So often that one night I got up in the middle of the night and sleepwalked out of my house, across the street, and most of the way to Annie's house. Luckily, my mom was still up and heard the front door open. She caught up to me and brought me home. To my knowledge this is the only time I've ever sleepwalked. Annie and I laughed about it for the rest of the summer, what would have happened if I'd rung her doorbell at midnight and asked "Can Annie play?"

What about you? What are some of your funniest childhood memories? If you have kids, do you enjoy telling them stories about when you were little?

Rachel Lacey writes contemporary romance that tugs at your heartstrings. Her debut, Unleashed, will be out this October. She blogs on this site on rotation with the other Ever After Foxes. You can find her online at www.rachellacey.com, or connect with her on Facebook, Twitter, or Pinterest.

What I'm WEARING Wednesday

Hi Gang!

Usually I dedicate Wednesday to what I'm reading or what I'm watching, but, well I had to share my new threads.

How cute is that shirt?!

This picture (with author Toni Blake) was taken 2/8/14 at a book signing at a local B&N. Lori Foster, Jules Bennett, Melissa Landers (Macy Beckett) were all in attendance.

I signed Tempting the Billionaire for people who wanted their brand new books defaced. (So weird, right?) ;)

I think this shirt should be required wear for all our foxy Ever After girls, don't you? Target. $14.99. Just sayin.

What about you? Buy any awesome clothes lately?
~Jess :)

Jessica Lemmon writes sassy, sexy contemporary romance with a squeeze of humor. She blogs on this site on rotation with the other Ever After Foxes. You can find out more at www.jessicalemmon.com, LIKE her at www.facebook.com/authorjessicalemmon, and tweet her in 140-character bursts on Twitter: @lemmony

Freaky Flashbacks

We've all had those moments. You know...when we do something colossally stupid that we wish we could bury into that subconscious part of our mind.

I've got more than my fair share, but there's one in particular that stands out and goes above and beyond colassal.

I was about seventeen at the time (and yes, the age alone is part of the whole reason for "stupid"), and my boyfriend (who is now my husband) and I decided to do a late night run through In-N-Out Burger. Because, really, who can resist that place? Best shakes evah!

Anyway, I hadn't had my license that long (I took my test three times before I passed, which makes the rest of the story make much more sense), but I thought I knew it all. In other words, I thought a few months of driving experience was more than enough for me to be like, "Yeah, I've totally got this whole driving thing down."

Needles to say, I was completely clueless and really didn't know what I was doing. After I pulled up to the window to pay, the car ahead of me eased forward. And this is the part where I was supposed pull my own car forward. I mean, it shouldn't have been that hard.

Take foot off break pedal (which is the really BIG one on the left), idle forward, then replace foot on break.

Easy enough, right?

Apparently not if you're seventeen and a little ditzy and distracted. Because the part where I was supposed to replace my foot on the break pedal? Yeah, I kind of screwed that part up.

My foot, which apparently had a mind of it's own, slammed down on the gas pedal. This totally senseless action caused my car to lurch forward and slam into the car in front of me.

And my boyfriend was all, "What the hell are you doing?"

What I wanted to say was, "Gee, I don't know. I guess I wanted to throw a little crazy in my evening," Instead I made some odd noise that sounded like a cross between a dying cat and a choke.

And the worst part? (because being gawked/laughed at by the people in the building and the drivethru guy wasn't bad enough). I was in my dad's car.

 Which went from being in perfect condition to having a dented front bumper in a matter of about ten seconds.

Pretty stupid right?

I dare you to top that, and tell me something you did that's worse.