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LN: Sinclair
DW: Anna Ellis
Occupation: Writer
Age: 32
Appearance: Shoulder length, Dark brown hair, Green eyes, not freckled, 5'3"
DH: James Nolan
Occupation: Book Editor
Age: 35
Appearance: Curly, Light Brown hair, Hazel eyes, not freckled, 6'0"
My name is Anna Ellis Johnson Sinclair. I met my husband, James Nolan, when I was trying to publish my first book. Until that point I had a steady job, as an accountant (yeah, pretty boring) and I wrote just for my own pleasure. When I finished my first novel to my satisfaction, I was so proud of myself for actually finishing it that I told my best friend, Julie, about it. Julie, who is as tenacious as a person can get
,insisted, pleaded, and cajoled until I showed it to her. After she read it, she immediately copied it and sent it James all without telling me of course, then returned my manuscript. Almost two weeks later I received a call asking me if I couldn’t come in to meet with a book editor, James Nolan. I had no idea what was going on but, of course, I went. Unfortunately I had forgotten that I had promised to baby-sit my neighbors adorable little girl that day. I’m sure you can imagine how embarrassing it was to arrive carrying a baby-bag and a baby to my interview, not to mention still in my disarrayed state from spending all day working and not having time to change. When he produced my manuscript I recognized immediately and I wanted to die, I knew it wasn’t great, not good enough to be published, and I was going to be told that by a man who I wanted to impress (not that I probably could impress him after being ten minutes late, bringing a baby who was not happy about being dragged around). When he said he liked it, and wanted to publish it, after editing it a bit, I felt my jaw drop open. If I’d have been standing I’d probably have fallen over, fortunately I was safely seated in a chair at the time. After that everything seemed to move at light speed. Soon James and I where meeting every weekend to work on my book. Too soon it was published and I knew our meeting would be over, I must admit I felt rather empty at the thought, what would I do on my weekends now? I tried not to act it though when we met for what would be the last time. I was almost more surprised when James asked if we could keep meeting then I was when he said we could publish my book. I quickly accepted, with an vague reference to starting a new book and getting his input immediately, rather then later if I tried to publish it. Unlike what I expected he didn’t agree with me. Instead he smiled and said, “You’re not going to make this easy for me, are you? I don’t want to meet you to talk about your book, I want see where our relationship can go.”
Needless to say I immediately agreed to that too, and now a scant year after meeting James we are happily married.
Whew… I think I probably got carried away…. But what can I say I do love to write :P
"Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live."
Mark Twain
DW: Anna Ellis
Occupation: Writer
Age: 32
Appearance: Shoulder length, Dark brown hair, Green eyes, not freckled, 5'3"
DH: James Nolan
Occupation: Book Editor
Age: 35
Appearance: Curly, Light Brown hair, Hazel eyes, not freckled, 6'0"
My name is Anna Ellis Johnson Sinclair. I met my husband, James Nolan, when I was trying to publish my first book. Until that point I had a steady job, as an accountant (yeah, pretty boring) and I wrote just for my own pleasure. When I finished my first novel to my satisfaction, I was so proud of myself for actually finishing it that I told my best friend, Julie, about it. Julie, who is as tenacious as a person can get
,insisted, pleaded, and cajoled until I showed it to her. After she read it, she immediately copied it and sent it James all without telling me of course, then returned my manuscript. Almost two weeks later I received a call asking me if I couldn’t come in to meet with a book editor, James Nolan. I had no idea what was going on but, of course, I went. Unfortunately I had forgotten that I had promised to baby-sit my neighbors adorable little girl that day. I’m sure you can imagine how embarrassing it was to arrive carrying a baby-bag and a baby to my interview, not to mention still in my disarrayed state from spending all day working and not having time to change. When he produced my manuscript I recognized immediately and I wanted to die, I knew it wasn’t great, not good enough to be published, and I was going to be told that by a man who I wanted to impress (not that I probably could impress him after being ten minutes late, bringing a baby who was not happy about being dragged around). When he said he liked it, and wanted to publish it, after editing it a bit, I felt my jaw drop open. If I’d have been standing I’d probably have fallen over, fortunately I was safely seated in a chair at the time. After that everything seemed to move at light speed. Soon James and I where meeting every weekend to work on my book. Too soon it was published and I knew our meeting would be over, I must admit I felt rather empty at the thought, what would I do on my weekends now? I tried not to act it though when we met for what would be the last time. I was almost more surprised when James asked if we could keep meeting then I was when he said we could publish my book. I quickly accepted, with an vague reference to starting a new book and getting his input immediately, rather then later if I tried to publish it. Unlike what I expected he didn’t agree with me. Instead he smiled and said, “You’re not going to make this easy for me, are you? I don’t want to meet you to talk about your book, I want see where our relationship can go.”
Needless to say I immediately agreed to that too, and now a scant year after meeting James we are happily married.
Whew… I think I probably got carried away…. But what can I say I do love to write :P
"Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live."
Mark Twain
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