My stories

You and Me Forever: A Sweet Romance Collection is now LIVE!

 

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Eight Short Stories from Eight bestselling and new authors! Get your free copy now and enjoy falling in love!

So excited that it’s now live. You can download your free copy of the YA and NA collection at the following retailers:

Amazon:
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06Y14WPDJ

B&N:
https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/you-me-forever…/1126163394…

Google Play: https://play.google.com/…/Megan_Linski_You_Me_Forever_A_Swe…

Kobo:
https://www.kobo.com/…/you-me-forever-a-sweet-romance-colle…

 

Can’t wait to hear what you think about my first short story!

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FREE YA and NA Romance Collection Pre-order is Now Live!

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The FREE YA and NA Romance Collection from EIGHT best-selling and new authors is now available for pre-order at the following sites:

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My Writing Journal

The Reason Why I Write

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In December 2008, with my children in elementary school and my husband’s job in jeopardy I prayed, followed by countless hours searching for a job. The answer to my prayer: I found the perfect job for him.

This scare prompted me in early 2009 to think about starting a business so we would be prepared when we became empty nesters, so again I prayed. I should’ve asked to grow my C.P.A. clientele, but my love for the profession, for working with numbers had diminished.

Later that year, my son wanted to read a book I thought might not be appropriate. Of course, I wanted to read it first. The love for reading I suppressed for years reawakened. I devoured teen books but switched to adult romance books because the teen romance books didn’t have enough hope in them. Reading became an addiction, worse than when I was in high school.  I gave up television months later.

In 2011, on a night too wired to sleep, I opened up my laptop to surf the Net. But instead of clicking on my email or Facebook I clicked on Word and began Masquerading Our Love.

I had no plot, no character names, nada.

It didn’t matter because my fingers flew across the keyboard at the same time the words appeared on the screen. I could clearly see these characters; they weren’t characters I tried to fit into the story developing in front of my eyes. They were real. Only  readers and writers will get this.

The following morning I showed my husband those first thirty pages. Based on reading six pages he encouraged me to continue. Despite the obligations of being a wife, a mom, and the sixty plus hours of volunteering I finished this book in three months.

The thought “Now what” ran through my head, more than once.

PUBLISH, of course. Duh, anyone?

Not having any clue, I joined critique and Facebook writing groups, as well as the Florida Writers Association (“FWA”). I spoke to agents, acquiring editors, and publishers while continuing to write more books. Based on everything I learned, and an acquiring editor informing me that although they liked my writing and my plot, the couldn’t connect with my main character, I decided to follow the self-publishing route.

After four years working on this novel and others, my close friends and my writing partners encouraged me to publish. My insecurities wanted to silence their voices but because they insisted, I prayed to win a prize in a FWA’s raffle drawing in 2015. In the middle of the crowded room, I closed my eyes and prayed.

A simple prayer: if God wanted me to publish soon then He should allow me to win something. Now I’m not lucky. Maybe I win once every five years, but when my eyes opened they focused on the first number the announcer said. No big deal as more than ten of the twenty tickets I started with it had the same number, then the second, still no big deal. For the rest of the numbers as my eyes read the next number on that one ticket, my eyes didn’t look at any other, the announcer said it. I won a free formatting, valued at $185. Yes, it was time to publish despite my insecurities. And it was time to atart telling my friends and family I hadn’t told.

After that moment I knew that I had to publish no matter how many doubts ran through my mind. From that point on, I won my cover without me remembering I had entered that contest, I won a $150 Amazon gift card, and many other prizes. These wins confirmed my writing path, pushed me forward until I finally published the paperback in October and the ebook in November 2016.

Summarizing the reason why I write: it was an answered prayer from God. And He doesn’t make mistakes.

If you’re interested in purchasing the ebook you can find it on Amazon, Barnes and Noble., and Kobo. It’ll be on iBooks soon.

It’ll be on sale for only $0.99 until November 15th.

Leave me a review and let me know if it impacted you. Thanks and love everyone! 

 

 

 

 

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Stretched Nerves or Jumping Beans?

I’m finishing up with the last and final, I hope, edit of my novel before it’s handed off to formatting. And at the moment, I can’t decide if my nerves are stretching or if my stomach has jumping beans bouncing off its walls. It comes in spurts as I listen to the monotone voice on Word read two pages at a time.

Yikes, did my editor miss that typo? If he did, are there more? Or is it my eyes playing tricks on me. I double check the spelling as my ears listen to the slow, boring voice read on. And there go the nerves, pulled too thin.

Will the readers complain if they see a tiny typo or will their brain skip over it because the first and last letters are right? Oh, no the dreaded bad review because my editor and I missed a typo.

Should I postpone the release?

No!

It’s time to let this baby enter into the unknown world of readers and see how well it’s received. My friends and family say I’ve held on to this book too long and they’re right. Almost five years after I finished the first draft and thousands of hours working on it.

Yes, it’s time.

Besides NaNoWriMo 2016 is right around the corner and I haven’t figured out whose story to work on next. Jason? Sabrina? The antagonist, Dave? Or  the bus story?

Heck my first born entered college this August and I can’t decide, which one I dreaded releasing more to the world. He is in a safer environment than my book will be, so it seemed easier after a year of preparing for the final day we said, “Bye.” And he did come back for laundry day and brought a friend, who is the sweetest suite mate.

Hence the toss up between nervousness and excitement.

Fortunately, my to do list is reaching the stratosphere. Okay I’m exaggerating, but it sure feels like it, so sometimes it’s more like numbness that I’m feeling.

Until next time.

When maybe

                           I

                                 ….. WILL   (drum roll, please)

BE

PUBLISHED!

I bury my head back into my book, and yes, the nerves are stretched and the jumping beans ricocheted off the walls.

 

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