Whew

I finally finished my manuscript, The Church of Bunco. CP's have read it and approved and it went to my fab agent, Deidre Knight last week. Hopefully, I'll hear that she approves too. I should hear something by the end of the week (fingers crossed!)

I learned so much about my writing process with this story. I used to think of myself as a plotter, but the plotting is what actually got me in trouble and delayed my finishing it for so long. Once I let go and just let myself write, the story sort of wrote itself.

Sort of :)

I'm working on a blurb for the query letter. This is the version I have so far:

Kitty Burke lives for Thursday nights. That’s when she, her two best friends, and the rest of the Bunco Babes of Whispering Bay, roll dice, drink frozen margaritas, and catch up on all the gossip in their small north Florida town. Kitty is thirty-five and the only Bunco Babe who’s still single; not that she hasn’t tried to find Mr. Right. But Kitty’s version of the ideal man is Crash Davis, the character Kevin Costner played in her favorite flick, Bull Durham. And men like Crash Davis don’t exist in real life. But that’s okay. Kitty has everything she needs in her bunco group. If Susan Sarandon can worship at the Church of Baseball, why can’t Kitty worship at the Church of Bunco?

When Kitty meets Steve, she finally finds a guy who curls her toes. Too bad her closest friends don’t approve. Steve’s three failed marriages make him more a candidate for a Jerry Springer episode than potential husband material. Kitty decides to go against her best friends’ advice and dates Steve anyway. What they don’t know can’t hurt them, right? But it’s Kitty’s heart that’s on the line when she finally learns that woman cannot live by bunco alone.