It’s important to set a firm deadline for your self-published novels. At least it is for me. I’m one of those writers who will go on forever editing and editing and editing my novels. I absolutely need a deadline so I can actually finish and publish the books!

One issue with self-publishing is that you have to set the deadline yourself and meet that deadline yourself. There isn’t an outside authority to tell you when you have to finish. If you’re like me, that can be challenging.

Therefore, I set my birthday on August 14 as my yearly deadline. Although I set it myself, it’s still a very real deadline to me. This year I fudged a bit. Yes, I did. I published two novels before my birthday and gave myself until the end of August to upload the other two to Amazon. The third has been published and I plan to upload number four today. I had nearly completed book five when I realized I could–and should and would–split that novel into three books, thereby getting a great start on this upcoming year’s deadlines.

This year’s offerings are two juveniles, “Arcilla of Pompeii” and the fourth in the Time Flies series that explores our nation’s founding documents, “The Articles of Confederation.” The third is a Young Adult, “Strange Town,” the third in the 5-book series named Intrepid Girls. And my first adult novel, a romance named “The Course of True Love,” a quote from Shakespeare.

Okay, okay, so I may have changed my deadline from my birthday to the month of August, but I still have a firm deadline–and I’m sticking with it!

Create a Deadline for Publication

I’ve mentioned before that I truly enjoy writing. I’m of those people who can keep editing and updating a story until the final trumpet sounds. So I have to set deadlines–and stick with them.

I’m also the kind of writer who has to let a story cool and then go back to it. I’m a good editor, but I have to give myself some distance from my book in order to be clear headed in editing it. The combination of these characteristics means (1) I have many stories started and stored in my computer, and (2) I need a deadline to make myself finish a novel.

My deadline is my birthday on August 14. I usually publish two or three novels during the 12 months between my birthdays, then the rest by the deadline. For some reason this year I’ve been working simultaneously on all five novels. I have first drafts of all five novels ready–but now comes the tough job of finishing, editing (my daughter is my principal beta reader and editor), polishing, and publishing before I get to eat birthday cake. Wish me luck!

Marketing Your Own Publications #2

I’m exited about designing new web pages. I’ve mentioned before that I was a history major and a teacher. Those are both very rich treasure troves of ideas.

Last week we talked about putting instructions for making a cylinder seal on a webpage to point people to my novel “Mesopotamia–What?” with the triplets saving their archaeologist father who had been kidnapped. This week let’s explore ancient Egypt and its hieroglyphics.

Kids like codes and cyphers. I’ll put the hieroglyphs on the webpages with their English equivalences. Then I’ll give messages in hieroglyphs for the students to translate. Next we’ll go the other way: English to ancient Egyptian.

Naturally I’ll tell about Egyptian history and geography (once a teacher, always, a teacher). And–new idea–I’ll include the first chapter of “Danger in the Egyptian Tomb,” and of course talk about the story and its interesting triplet protagonists.

Truly, this is so much fun!

Tricks to Marketing Self Published Novels #1

I’ve been having technical problems, so this is the first post for several weeks. I continue to send out query letters to agents. In my last post, we had talked about marketing to sell self-published books. Let’s turn to tricks to do that.

Today let’s talk about expanding my website to include information that is tied to my novels. For example, my series for middle grades called “The Triplet Adventures” will eventually have nine novels, one for each month of the sixth-grade social studies curriculum. Sixth-grade history in most states is about the ancient world. I love this curriculum!

“The Triplet Adventures” are tied to sixth-grade social studies standards. I used teachers’ editions of history textbooks while writing the novels. I’m a teacher, and I can’t help myself: the novels include very real information about the ancient world.

The books I’ve already published deal with the Stone Age, ancient Egypt, Mesopotamia, Cush, and ancient Egypt (titled respectively “The Secret of the Ancient Cave,” “Danger in the Egyptian Tomb,” “Mesopot–What?,” “The Case of the Missing Coosh,” and “Seeking Nehemiah.”) The current novel is “The Greek Vase,” featuring ancient Greece, as you might imagine from its title.

Let me give an example of using an informational website as a marketing tool to point people to my novels. I use cylinder seals as a clue in “Mesopotamia–What?” In ancient Mesopotamia, merchants used cylinder seals as tallies. They were clay cylindrical objects that, when pressed into damp clay, left images of words and images. Cool, huh?

Creating a cylinder seal will almost certainly deepen a student’s interest in the “Land between the Rivers.” The website (under design) will give information about Mesopotamia, what cylinder seals are and how they were used, and instructions about creating a cylinder seal as an engaging classroom activity. The website will also introduce “Mesopotamia–What?” and point the user to my books.

Marketing Your Own Publications #1

My first novel was published by a traditional publisher. It seemed to me that they weren’t doing much marketing (as witnessed by my not making a cent from the book), so I made the decision (perhaps unwise, perhaps wise) to publish my other books myself as e-books. They are available for sale on Amazon. And they have sold.

Although not like hotcakes. As I have mentioned before, I love writing but I dislike taking time away from writing to do marketing. But marketing must be done, and we’ve devoted the last several conversations to the 100-week commitment I’ve made to getting an agent. Now it’s time to talk about steps to market my own publications. (I’ll continue sending an agent query letter per week.)

I think I’ll start with my series of e-books called Time Flies. Ultimately there will be six novels in the series, each focusing on one of the important founding documents of the United States. I have published the first three (Mayflower Compact, Colonial Charters, and the Declaration of Independence), one will be published this year (the Articles of Confederation), and I’ve stated writing the final two (The Constitution and the Bill of Rights)

Dull, huh? No! The stories are a combination of historical fiction and science fiction for grades 4-8. Two kids on the planet Burjos are sent back in time to collect interesting documents from a newly-discovered planet called Earth. These two have despised each other from the first day they met at boarding school. They are definitely enemies. Then they discover they are long-lost brother and sister, twins no less.

Stories require conflict. Plenty of conflict here! Danger, adventure, bad guys…and continued conflicts between the siblings. And then planet-wide conflict when their planet reads and likes what the American colonists did. Will the Burjans declare their independence from the planet that owns them?

I was a history major. I was a teacher. So it’s ready made for me to design and upload classroom activities for teachers to use with students in classrooms and home school parents to use with their kids. The goal is to capture kids’ interest in history.

And to introduce the Time Flies novels.

Query Letter #4 to Agent

Not much to report this week. I sent out another query to an agent. Remember, I’ve decided to send out one query letter per week for 100 weeks. The agent asked for a query letter and the first three pages of my novel.

However, this was a different response from the earlier query responses. One agent responded with an automatic response (“We got your query”) and then responded within a couple of days. It was a NO, but at least it wasn’t just left hanging.

The second responded with an automatic email (“We’ll get back to you within three months.”) Not great. but better than the most recent agent.

The most recent agency didn’t even send an automated response. Absolutely nothing. so I guess we’ve pretty much covered the most likely responses to an agent query letter. Of course, an affirmative response would be nice. (“Yippee, I really want to see your novel! Send it right away!”)

We’ll keep working on that.

I said we would start looking at ways to market self-published novels. I’ve gotten started with my initial plans, but I think I’ll wait to share what I’m doing until next week. (My grandson is here. I want to play.)

Query Letter #3 to Agent

Did I jinx myself? Is it possible for a blog to affect the future?

Last week I said, “I was grateful to last week’s agent for getting back to me so quickly. Some agents say things like, ‘I’ll get back to you. If you haven’t heard from me in three months…”

Guess what Agent #2 responded? You got it! Here’s the response from the agent who expressed particular interest in stories for middle grades about dragons and to whom I sent a query for “When Kayla Became a Dragon”:

“Thank you for querying [the name of the book agency]. Due to the very high volume of queries we receive we are not able to respond to every message. Please allow up to twelve weeks for an interested agent to respond directly.” 

That’s funny, huh? This week’s query to a book agent will shift from my juvenile books to my first adult novel. Called “The Course of True Love,” I’ll be seeking an agent who represents inspirational romance (also known as Christian romance). There are publishers who specifically publish Christian romance. Some romance novels, as you may know if you read romances, are pretty darn spicy (and often quite explicit). Christian or inspirational romances deal with relationships more than with highly descriptive sex. Attraction isn’t denied or ignored, but there’s no “running his hand up her firm thigh” if you get what I mean.

I’ll let you know next week how the agent search for my inspirational romance went. By the way, when we started on this journey together to get an agent, we also talked about marketing books that are self-published. I have started blocking out the marketing process. We’ll take a look at my initial ideas for marketing next week.


I have made a decision. I’ve decided to send out one query letter per week for 100 weeks! Yes, groan, it takes time away from writing novels, but getting an agent isn’t easy. Determination is the name of the game.

I sent out a query letter, synopsis of the novel, bio, and first 10 pages last week. (It all appears in last week’s blog.) This week’s query will be very similar. I found an agent who has a particular interest in stories about dragons. Therefore, I’ll send the same query letter and synopsis, leave out the bio because she didn’t ask for one, and send the first 50 pages of “When Kayla Becomes a Dragon.” (She asked for 50 pages.)

I was grateful to last week’s agent for getting back to me so quickly. Some agents say things like, “I’ll get back to you. If you haven’t heard from me in three months, assume the answer is no.” Yikes! That’s hard to live with.

There will be a lot of rejections. That’s just the way it is. So I will not quote every agent’s response. But I thought it might be interesting for you to see the agent’s rejection message. It follows below:

“Dear Ms. Kerney,

Thank you for your query! I so appreciate the opportunity to review your work, but I’m afraid that it’s just not the best fit for my list at this time. Don’t be discouraged, though. Publishing is a marathon, no t a sprint, and you just need one person to catch that shared vision. Best of luck to you!”


Okay, I finally got the query letter ready to go off to an agent. I will leave out the agent’s name and her company’s name for now. This particular agent asks for a query letter, synopsis of the novel, author’s bio, and the first ten pages of the novel.

Remember that different agents ask for different things. Always read carefully what the agent wants. They generally get a ton of queries; you don’t want to get rejected just because you didn’t follow their instructions. (There are plenty of other reasons to get a rejection!) My query, synopsis, bio, and first 10 pages follow in bold:

I am currently seeking representation for my fantasy novel for middle grades, WHEN KAYLA BECOMES A DRAGON. I note you have a particular interest in fantasy novels for the middle grades, so I thought it might be a good fit.

Kayla is an ordinary fifth grader–until she’s not. She is unusually logical and scientific. So logical, in fact, that when a dog threatens her little brother and she turns–poof! presto!–into a protective pink dragon, she denies it. Her brother Brian has to make her observe her scales and her wings and her tail before she accepts that she’s become a dragon.

Since her best friend has taken up calling her “weird,” Kayla really wants to fit in. She is relieved the next morning when she sees she has changed back into a human. But fitting in is hard to do when you keep changing into a dragon at school. At least it finally pays off when she becomes a dragon when playing the bad fairy in her class’s rendition of “Sleeping Beauty.”

Why is this happening to her? Can Kayla stop becoming a dragon? What about her family—are they dragons too?

WHEN KAYLA BECOMES A DRAGON is, at 12,250 words, the first in a five-book series called The Pride of Dragons. The manuscript is available in whole or in part upon request. I have included the first 10 pages. Thank you for your consideration.

Bio. Carol Kerney, as a veteran teacher, loves to write novels that instruct while entertaining. She also falls in love with her characters, therefore frequently writing series. She has thirteen completed novels for the middle grades. They are adventure novels featuring identical triplets whose archaeologist father takes them to ancient sites (tied to sixth-grade history); an historical and science fiction series called Time Flies tied to fifth and eight-grade history; a fictionalized biography of Ben Franklin; a mystery series from the points-of-view of the four children in the Menlo family; and a mystery series featuring a dauntless young sleuth who can’t read.

Carol has two series of young adult novels, both with elements of science fiction: the Intrepid Girls series features a girl who discovers she’s the clone of a very wicked old woman, a teenager who is part space alien, a “garden variety genius,” and another teenager who saves the world from a madman. The second YA series is a frightening look at the world without the Bill of Rights and with loss of privacy alongside the increasing technology to guarantee that loss.

The novels can be found at /www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=carol+kerney. Her blog is carol.teamkerney.com. 


Chapter 1

Kayla liked to read. She liked to read so much she sometimes missed what was going on around her. That’s what happened the Monday Kayla became a dragon.

Her mother drove her and her brother to the grocery store after school. The store had a row of books for sale, and Kayla always checked out the books.

She also checked out whether she had enough money to buy one. She got her allowance on Monday, so she had her crisp new five-dollar bill with her.

Usually the shelves held grown-up books, and they were not a bit interesting. Kayla was about to turn away when she spotted an ancient-looking book behind the paperbacks. She tugged it out.

It had a real leather cover that was a faded red. The title was in gold letters. Kayla turned the book so the letters caught the light from the front windows. It was called The Pride of Dragons.

Kayla thumbed through the chapters. They were named things like “Dragons – Real or Myth?” and “The History of Dragons” and “Dragons from Different Countries” and “Dragon Families.”

“I wonder what this costs?” Kayla said aloud. “I only have five dollars.”

She flipped the book over and looked for the price sticker. When she spotted it, she thought it read $15. But when she looked closer, the numbers seemed to blur for an instant.

“It’s five dollars!” Kayla said.

A grandmotherly woman was sitting in a chair by the bookshelf. She smiled at Kayla.

“I can buy it!” Kayla said to her with enthusiasm.

“That’s wonderful, dear,” the silver-haired grandmother said. “Sometimes what we read can change our lives.”

“Isn’t this a pretty book?” Kayla asked, turning the cover toward the lady.

“Do you know what a pride of dragons is?” the old lady asked.

“Not really.”

“It’s a group of dragons, like a family.”

“Like a gaggle of geese? Or a litter of puppies? Or a pride of lions?”

“Exactly right,” the grandmotherly woman said. “Don’t forget that.”

Kayla had already forgotten it by the time they got to the car. She read her new book in the car on the way home. She held the book in front of her face, reading, when she walked into her house.

She was still reading in the middle of the kitchen when her mother came in, carrying heavy grocery bags.

“Kayla?” her mom said. “Kayla!”

“Hmmm? What?” said Kayla.

“I asked you to bring in the groceries.”

“Oh, sorry.”

“Use your head, daughter,” Mom said.

Kayla walked to the door with her head down to read the book. Her brother Brian came in, grocery bags stacked high in his arms. Kayla rammed into the bags with her head.

“I didn’t mean to use your head that way,” said Mom, sighing.

A bag of groceries tore. Oranges rolled across the kitchen floor. Kayla set her book down on the counter and went down to find the oranges.

“I got all the rest of the groceries, Kayla,” he said, placing all the bags onto the table.

“Thanks, Brian,” she said, tracking down the last orange.

“What are you reading?” asked Mom.

“It’s an interesting book,” said Kayla. “It’s about dragons. I don’t believe dragons are real. They’re not logical. They’re not scientific.”

“I do,” said Brian. “I think dragons are real.”

“You would,” said Kayla, teasing him.

Brian had a lot of dragon action figures. They were his favorite toys.

“They can’t be real,” Kayla said. “They were big animals. They were too big to be aerodynamic.”

“Who’s too big to be aerodynamic?” asked their father, coming in from the living room.

“Dragons!” said Kayla. “They can’t be real because they’re too big to fly.”

“Airplanes are big, and they can fly,” Brian pointed out.

Kayla put the oranges into the fruit bowl. As she turned around, she saw her parents give each other a look. It was the kind of look parents give each other when they don’t want you to know what they’re thinking.

What did that look mean?

Chapter 2

It was Mom’s turn to cook dinner. She sent Brian and Kayla to the backyard to play. Dad stayed to help her prepare the meal. Kayla had the feeling they wanted to discuss whatever that look meant.

The kids had a big swing set in the backyard. Kayla settled in the grass at the foot of the slide. She wanted to read her book about dragons. It had pictures of dragons in all different colors. The descriptions told who the dragons were, such as Englebert, the Dragon King.

She turned to the chapter called “The History of Dragons.”

“Interesting,” said Kayla out loud.

At that moment something hit her in the back of the neck. She turned around and looked up.

Brian was in the playhouse at the top of the slide. He kept his dragon action figures there. The blue dragon action figure he’d named “Mama Dragon” was behind Kayla on the slide.

“Quit it,” she said. “Don’t throw your dolls at me.”

“They’re not dolls,” protested Brian. “They’re action figures.”

“They’re dolls,” Kayla said, turning back to her book.

She heard her brother murmur, “Besides I didn’t throw it.”

“Right,” muttered Kayla.

She read that many places on earth had legends of dragons. Then a purple dragon crashed into her shoulder.

“I said quit it!” she shouted.

“I didn’t do it,” Brian shouted back.

Kayla slammed her book shut. All the rest of Brian’s dragons—the gold one, the silver one, the green, red, pink, and yellow ones—slammed down and hit her.

“Ouch!” Kayla cried, spinning around to face her brother. “That hurt. They hit my shoulder blades. And my shoulder blades are itching.”

Kayla reached back and tried to scratch her shoulder blades.

“I didn’t throw the dragons,” Brian said again.

“Sure you didn’t. They just flew down by themselves.”

“That’s what happened,” Brian said.

Kayla looked up at him, annoyed. She started to bawl him out. But then she saw his face.

Brian looked scared. Brian never looked scared. What was going on?

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

“I really didn’t throw them,” Brian said softly.

“You shouldn’t lie.”

“I’m not lying. They flew down by themselves.”

Brian sounded like he meant it. But toys didn’t move by themselves. It wasn’t logical. Kayla walked to the gate.

“Where are you going?” Brian called.

“To Jennifer’s house,” said Kayla. “I want to show her my book. And I want to get away from you throwing things at me.”

Brian slid down the slide.

“I’ll go with you.”

Kayla shrugged.

Her friend Jennifer lived one house away but across the alley behind her. Normally Kayla just ran through the alley and into Jen’s backyard. Today was trash day, and Mom didn’t let them cross the alley on trash pick-up day.

She said it was because she didn’t want them getting in the way. But Kayla remembered when they were much younger. Brian ran in front of the garbage truck. Mom barely grabbed him back in time.

It scared Mom.

For that matter, it scared Kayla. It scared her so much that she thought she saw something that she couldn’t have seen. Mom was wearing a long-sleeved blue sweater. Kayla thought she saw Mom’s arm stretch out in a flash and grab Brian.

She was a little kid then and full of imagination. She was more scientific now. She knew mothers’ arms couldn’t stretch out long enough to reach across an alley.

Kayla walked down the many steps to the sidewalk with the book in front of her face. All the houses on their street had steep front lawns with steps up from the street.

Brian walked beside her. Their neighbors, the Clarks, had a big dog named Butterfly. It was the wrong name for him. Instead of a pretty butterfly, Butterfly was a mean dog.

For some reason he hated Kayla and Brian.

Kayla wasn’t paying attention because she was reading. She stopped, lowered her book from her face, and said, “My shoulder blades are itching. Brian, can you scratch my back?”

“This isn’t a good place to stop,” Brian pointed out. “This is the Clarks’ house.”

Just then Butterfly tore around the house from the back, barking fiercely. There was a chain link fence that ended at the sidewalk. It always stopped him.

But Butterfly had been digging. He had dug a hole under the fence. The dog wriggled under the fence as if he had been waiting for this opportunity.

Butterfly backed Kayla and Brian up against the fence. He snarled and lunged toward Brian.

“Leave my little brother alone!” shouted Kayla.

At that moment Kayla became a dragon.

Chapter 3

 First her itchy shoulder blades became big leathery pink wings that opened out above her. Kayla turned her head and looked at them in astonishment.

Brian’s mouth dropped opened. Butterfly’s jaws dropped open. He stopped mid-bark and stared at Kayla.

Next Kayla’s legs turned pink, got bigger, and developed scales.

She suddenly dropped over onto her hands. Her arms became pink scaly legs. Her body stretched out and was a dragon body. She had a long scaly pink tail. Her face turned into a dragon’s face.

“Kayla?” said Brian.

Butterfly remembered his job and snarled at Brian. Kayla-the-Dragon took a step toward the dog and growled. She blew a small hot flame out of her mouth. The flame nearly touched Butterfly’s back leg.

Butterfly yelped because it scared him. He hurriedly backed to the fence, scooted under it backwards, and started digging the dirt back to fill in the hole. Then he ran whining around the house to the backyard.

Kayla and Brian looked at each other.

“You’re a dragon,” Brian said.

“I can’t be,” said Kayla. “That’s not scientific.”

“Look at yourself,” said Brian.

Kayla looked. She looked at her pink scales. She looked at her leathery wings. She looked at her long dragon tail.

“I’m a dragon,” she said. “Don’t let anybody see me.”

Their mail carrier, Mr. Jenkins, came whistling down the street. He had a stack of mail in his hands and he was looking at it. Without glancing at the kids, he went up the steps to Mrs. Brown’s porch to put the mail in her mailbox.

“Quick, Kayla!” Brian whispered. “Hide!”

“Where?” Kayla asked.

“Over here,” Brian said.

He pointed to two concrete blocks. One stood on each side of the steps that led up to the Clarks’ house. The statue of a lion stood on the left side. The right-hand lion had broken last year and been hauled away.

“Jump up on the block,” Brian ordered. “Get up there and look like a statue.”

They heard Mr. Jenkins whistling as he started down Mrs. Brown’s steps from her porch to the sidewalk. A tall hedge kept him from seeing them.

“Hurry,” Brian hissed.

Kayla took a step and fell on her face.

“Hurry up!” insisted Brian.

“I can’t hurry. I’ve never had four legs and a tail before,” said Kayla.

Brian dashed to Kayla. The mailman came down the steps from the house next door. He would be out on the sidewalk soon. Then he would see a nine-year-old boy with his shoulder against a medium-sized dragon’s rump, pushing her. Brian helped his sister get up on the block.

“Hold completely still,” Brian whispered urgently.

Brian saw that her tail was slipping. He leaned against the tail, holding it on the block, and casually propped his elbow on the dragon’s back.

“Hi, Brian,” Mr. Jenkins greeted him, turning toward the Clarks’ house. “What do you have there? It looks like a rose-pink dragon.”

Brian said, “The Clarks must have decided to replace their missing concrete lion with a dragon.”

“It’s funny looking,” said Mr. Jenkins. “Why would the Clarks paint their dragon that absurd shade of pink?”

Kayla couldn’t help herself. What she could see of herself was a very pretty shade of pink. She rolled her eyes.

Mr. Jenkins jumped back.

“Did you see that?”

“Nope,” said Brian.

Mr. Jenkins leaned in and took a close look at the dragon’s face. Kayla held completely still. The mailman shook his head.                     

“I must have imagined it. Well, these letters won’t deliver themselves. Ha, ha. Say hello to your parents for me, Brian.”

“Okay,” Brian said.

The mailman started up the steps to the Clarks’ house. Once he got past them, Kayla sneezed.

Mr. Jenkins turned back. He saw Brian sticking his head around the dragon statue. Brian was wiping his nose.

“Excuse me,” Brian said.

Shaking his head, Mr. Jenkins went up the many steps to the Clark’s mailbox. After he tucked their mail into the mailbox, he turned around to descend the steps. He saw that Brian had disappeared. 

What was odd was that the pink dragon statue was gone too.

“Talking” about Writing

I didn’t upload anything last week, even though I really enjoy writing this blog. I had been invited to give a speech about my writing process and my publications. Its preparation took a lot of time. Some of that time would have gone to seeking an agent. So we’ll get back to the agent search during this week.

A lot of my speech was based on topics we’ve talked about in this blog. However, I realized I’ve never listed all my publications for you. I had to organize them in preparation for the presentation, and I will include them here. So, here goes:

Juvenile novels (grades 4-8):

  • “Time Flies 1: Mayflower Compact”
  • “Time Flies 2: Colonial Charters”
  • “Time Flies 3: Declaration of Independence”
  • “Time Flies 4: Articles of Confederation” (August, 2018)
  • “Triplet Adventures: The Secret of the Ancient Cave”
  • “Triplet Adventures: Danger in the Egyptian Tomb”
  • “Triplet Adventures: Mesopot—What?”
  • “Triplet Adventures: The Case of the Missing Coosh”
  • “Triplet Adventures: Seeking Nehemiah”
  • “Triplet Adventures: The Greek Vase” (August, 2018)
  • “The Young Benjamin Franklin: Ben at Ten”
  • “The Young Benjamin Franklin: Ben at Twelve”
  • “The Young Benjamin Franklin: Ben at Fifteen”
  • “The Menlo Mysteries”
  • “The Menlo Mysteries: The Ghost in the Menlo House” (August, 2018)
  • “Beating the Jabberwock”
  • “When Kayla Became a Dragon”

Young adult novels:

  • “Carnivore”
  • “Twelve Hours, Midnight”
  • “Strange Town” (August, 2018)
  • “On the Bridge to the Stars”


  • “The Course of True Love” (August, 2018)


  • “American History Classroom Activities, 1600s-1850”


  • “Worst in Show: A Screenplay About a Dog and His Boy”
  • “The Trouble with Hamlet” (August, 2018)

Next week when I upload the blog on Monday or Tuesday, I’ll report to you on how that agent search is going.