Six years have passed since the events of The Battle Sylph, but the transition feels seamless. The more I read of this series, the more I like it. Within a month, I'd signed with Michelle Grajkowski with the Three Seas Literary Agency, and the rest, hopefully, will be happy history for everyone.

It's a lot easier to find an agent when you submit emails with subject lines that read 'I have a guaranteed publishing contract for three novels - need an agent'. A week later, he bought the first three books in the series and I had another near heart attack. I then heard nothing until November 2008, when I was contacted by Chris Keeslar, Senior Editor for Dorchester Publishing, asking if the book was still available. So I had a minor heart attack and sent it in.

The day after the winner was chosen, I was emailed by someone at Shomi who did confirm that, yes, I'd lost the contest, but the head Editor liked my three chapters so much he wanted to see the rest of the book. You're not hiding for the next twenty years this time. My husband said, okay, wait for them to confirm that, then ship it out to the next company.

Other than my book being fantasy, I hadn't done a single thing on the list and figured I must have lost. Sometime after that, I was wandering the Shomi site and found a link to a page detailing what features the judges were looking for. I mentioned it to my husband and he nagged me until I entered the first three chapters of The Battle Sylph in March of 2008. It had an ad in it for the Shomi Romantic Fantasy Novel Writing Contest, where the winner would get a guaranteed publishing contract in Canada and the United States. That changed when I picked up a book titled Moongazer by Marianne Mancusi. I just never considered the idea that anyone other than my husband would want to read any of it. It's true that for writers, it's a compulsion. To me, not submitting was easier than dealing with rejection slips, so I stopped trying. I did make some attempts to get published over the years, and almost made it at one point, but other things were on my mind. Even now I remember it as being quite clichéd, though my husband likes it. Those two credits resulted in the creation of the novel Cure for the Phoenix, which I haven't read in over twenty years and which will likely not see the light of day. My parents weren't quite so thrilled that I was doing something that took my away from my schoolwork, so I arranged to write a novel for two school credits, thereby turning writing into homework. I was so floored at the concept that I started writing short stories. I first started writing in 1986, when my grade ten English teacher read some of my poetry and said that I had talent.

The Shattered Sylph by L.J. McDonald