Posts in Series for Renee Luke
- A fool am I?
- Workin’ it!
- What have you done for me lately?
- What’s in a Name?
- Summer. Summer. Summer…
- Getting Excited
- Un-Covered
- Meet My Man
- Rockin’-Rollin’ Emotions
- Fourteen Years
- Googled Covers
- My CALL Story
- Hot Sum…Autumn Nights
- Making Him Want It
- The Day After…
- Our Friendship affair
- ONE MORE MONTH!
- It’s All About Schedules
- Gimme Some Sugar
My CALL came during a strange faze of my life. 
After ten years of staying home with my children, I’d just returned to work nine months prior. Juggling work, four children, husband, and house, I was at the point where I feared I’d have to give up my dreams of becoming an author. Writing was forced to a back burner, but missing it tormented me. 
It’s a shame a day only has twenty-four hours…
My agent had informed me that Chocolate Kisses :choco: was getting a second read, but I was too tired :yawn: to think about what that meant to my career and too afraid to get my hopes up. Trudging into the house one evening in mid August, 2004, with soccer and football bags tossed over one shoulder and a fast food dinner for four hungry kids in the other hand, I didn’t think much about the flashing red light on my answering machine.
My husband, who hardly ever checks messages, told me I should listen to this one, then stood there staring expectantly as I did. Five times:!: My agent. Saying something about an offer. Need to call her as soon as I get in the door. OMG:!: It was after 9:00pm in CA. After midnight where she was. Call her? This late? My husband reassured that that’s what she said. I grabbed the phone, ran to the living room couch, and cried. Dinners forgotten, my four little sports-grubby monsters danced and cheered around me as I bawled into the pillow. :rofl: “Mommy sold a book” Â:rofl: they repeated during their twirls through the house.
Their excitement:bounce: snapped me out of my tearful moment. What if it was something I wasn’t going to accept? I couldn’t let them be this happy, then let them down. So I dialed. And got the answering machine. At almost 1:00am my agent’s time, duh, what did I expect? :doh: Darn. I called my mom twice but got voicemail both times. I called my critique partner, but just as it started to ring the other line bleeped. I clicked over thinking it was my mom, but nope. It was my agent who sounded like she’d just crawled out of bed, which she had. She told me enough of the details. NAL. A sale. Enough to know that I’d sold. I’d sold. :cheer: :cheer: :cheer:
Back in mom mode, I finished getting the monsters dinner, into showers and tucked into bed. It wasn’t until the house was still and quiet when I sprawled across my husband’s chest, tucked into his embrace and finished crying out those tears. I sobbed and my hero held me. :hug:
I love first sale stories and yours was wonderful. Thanks for sharing.
on September 15th, 2005 at 7:47 pm
Thanks all :kiss:
It was very sweet. And what a relief after working. Selling Chocolate Kisses :choco: came just when I really needed it to.
Now, back to the :cafe:
on September 15th, 2005 at 12:40 pm
Yay!! I can so see it happening too!
Thanks for sharing.
on September 15th, 2005 at 12:30 pm
Such a cute story and so sweet.
on September 15th, 2005 at 12:01 pm
Ahhhhhh :angel: That’s soooo sweet!
on September 15th, 2005 at 8:44 am
That is a sweet story.
on September 15th, 2005 at 6:59 am
Wow, that is so sweet and exciting. What a hero!!!:hug:
on September 15th, 2005 at 6:49 am
Sounds like a dream come true for you:yay:
on September 15th, 2005 at 6:30 am