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!


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.*


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???!!!