Tuesday, July 12, 2011

I haven't been myself lately. And I wonder if I'll ever be completely myself again. Now, before you post the name of a highly-recommended psychiatrist in the comment box or--better yet--suggest the latest miracle pill guaranteed to resolve exotic personality disorders, let me reassure you that I'm no more (or less?) in need of a mental evaluation than I was before my current personality dissonance took hold.

So why am I not myself?

Well, a year ago, I woke up and heard voices. Yeah. And I saw monsters. Conspiracies. Kingdoms falling. And the Lord was speaking...to Ela. Not me. Ela--a bewildered girl-turned-prophet, who was about to die.

Not my problem, right?

Sure. When two cups of coffee and a full day's work on my Victorian saga failed to chase Ela from my thoughts, I knew I was in trouble. I'd been dragged, mentally kicking and screaming, into a new genre: Biblical fantasy fiction. What's a sidetracked author to do? EAT!

Fortified with chocolate and potato chips, I emailed Tamela, my dear, patient agent, and explained to her that I was being driven crazy by this unexpected plotline, which was worlds away from our agreed-upon gentle Victorian saga. Tamela, being dear-Tamela, agreed to humor me and represent Ela's story.

Within a week, I wrote three chapters and a synopsis. Within four months Tamela received an offer from Bethany House Publishers. The catch? I needed a pen name to suit my new genre.

A nom de plume. And who better than R. J. Larson? Never mind that I haven't met the person until recently and haven't any idea how to share a website with such a cryptic being. Does it sound as if R. J. and I are uneasy with our new partnership? Well...we are.

Victorian novels are not R. J.'s idea of fun. *sob!*
R. J. is fond of epic Biblical twists, dazzling weapons, and mythical beasts--forget the tea and etiquette. It's enough to make me cry in my Darjeeling.

Fortunately, R. J. likes coffee and potato chips with dark chocolate, and we've agreed to a truce over mochas. For Ela's sake.

There. See? Perfectly reasonable explanation for my "other I" confusion.  It's Ela's fault!

Love and blessings, everyone!

9 comments:

beka said...

love this!
hah, trucing over any sort of coffee is the best way to get good things done. ;)

Kacy Barnett-Gramckow said...

Yes! *Cheers Beka's thought with fresh-brewed vanilla coffee.*

:D

Lisa Buffaloe said...

How fun, Kacy! Congratulations!

Renem said...

hello there Kacy - it's me! love the blog ...

The Gatekeeper said...

Can't wait to read your book. Congrats Kacy!

Kacy Barnett-Gramckow said...

Thanks, Lisa! On Monday, I was wishing I could eat dinner again at that wonderful Mexican restaurant in Indiannapolis, and enjoy the conversations.

Kacy Barnett-Gramckow said...

Hello, Rene!!!!! You can't fool me with that coded blog name:D

Debbie, love your site's artwork!!!

Lum said...

Awesome!!!!!!!!!!! :D Congratulations!!! I love the cover art too !! :)

Kacy Barnett-Gramckow said...

Hello, Alice!!!!
Yes, isn't the cover great???!!!