Several months ago, around the time I finished the first draft of my paranormal romance novel Blood Vine, I was walking in my San Francisco neighborhood. A poster in the window of Bookshop West Portal caught my eye. It was for Sarah Glover’s book, Grave Refrain: A
Love Ghost Story. The striking cover intrigued me, as did the announcement that Sarah was also a resident of the neighborhood. I went in to see who had published her book and saw the name Omnific Publishing for the first time.
I rushed home to google and was excited by what I saw—a small press with a mission to publish romance without rules, and to take risks on unconventional stories, as well as a fascinating range of titles with beautiful covers. My hopes soared. Maybe Omnific would be a home for me. I’d broken all kinds of rules in Blood Vine, including too many characters and points of view for a traditional romance, and the inclusion of a gay romance that many of my beta readers loved as much as my hero and heroine’s story.
I read Sarah’s Grave Refrain, and also the huge hit Gabriel’s Inferno, by Sylvain Reynard. Both were thoughtful, compelling, sexy, and smart. As we writers are prone to do, I instantly convinced myself that Omnific was out of my league. Several months and revisions later, an editor from a different publisher asked for my manuscript. Like a romance plot, I worried I’d get an offer from the other publisher and never know if Omnific was interested, so I took a leap and submitted to them as well. I was humbled and thrilled when they said “we like you too” and offered me a contract. I got my happy ending, and I’ve contracted with Omnific Publishing for Blood Vine.
After wondering if this would ever happen, I’m still getting used to the exciting news. It was hard to decide whether I should drink champagne in celebration, or red wine, in honor of the Croatian Zinfandel my vampires make. I opted not to choose, but to enjoy a glass of each in the spirit of celebration.
Now, back to writing the sequel to Blood Vine.