i wish
his scarlet-helmeted warrior
I had a pen name, once, after I wrote two excruciatingly awful romance novels thinking this would for sure be my road to steady income. Submitted them with great condescension to Mills & Boon and they wrote back, saying (and I paraphrase) “We wouldn’t publish this shite even if you paid us.” I was so disappointed cos I had this great name all worked out: Kenya Madresson.
However I am proud that one of those trite novels was written in a week. I had flu and was down and couldn’t get anything done. Said to myself, I bet I can write a book in a week. So I did. Three terrible chapters every terrible day. This was when I was 26.