My friend Cindy Dorminy pops in to spend a few minutes letting me pimp her new book Tuned Into You.
Cindy allegedly grew up on a steady diet of popcorn (the kind you pop in a “sauce pan”??? what’s that?), Tab (supposedly a pre-Diet Coke beverage), and movies for teenagers.
Quirky dialogue – which I love – is a must in her stories; she can’t let a day go by without quoting a line from one of her favorite films.
When she’s not writing funny love stories, walking her dog, or slinging iron the old-fashioned way, Cindy is at some sort of research coordinator job. She’s a member of Romance Writers of America and Music City Romance Writers. She resides in Nashville, TN where live music can be heard everywhere, even at the grocery store.
And on her Facebook page, she has a picture of herself zip lining.
Dan: What the HELL is up with zip lining? Climbing up high and hurling yourself at far away objects? On a WIRE??? Do you have a death wish?
Cindy: Haha! I’m not really a risk taker or a dare devil. I never thought I’d enjoy zip lining but it is so cool. That first step is all about trust, then you sit back and enjoy the ride. It’s fun as long as someone is at the other end to keep you from whacking into a tree.
Insanity. I’m sure there are other things to do where you live; what’s the best thing about living in Tennessee? And don’t say zip lining.
Darn. You read my mind. Actually, it’s hard to pinpoint the best thing about living in Tennessee. I guess it’s the mountains (cool for zip lining J) I live smack dab in the middle of Tennessee (Nashville) so the mountains are minimal, but the Great Smoky Mountains are beautiful, especially in the fall. We have some pretty awesome waterfalls too! Another cool thing about Nashville is there is live music EVERYWHERE! And not just country music. I guess the craziest place I’ve heard live music is in the grocery store. (I’m not making that up)
Smack dab in the middle of Tennessee, huh? Do you have an accent?
Heck, I don’t know. I don’t think so, but I’m sure I do. I was born in Texas, grew up in Georgia and have lived in Nashville for almost twenty years, so yeah, I probably have an accent. But I hope it’s not twangy. *shivers*
It’s a little twangy, but all the best accents are. Just a little though. Southern accents… ah. What now? Oh, interview. Okay. What… uh, what’s a tip you can offer a new writer?
Reach out to fellow writers, like my buddy Dan. We’re all in this together (cue Zac Efron in High School Musical), so learn from others. Don’t be afraid to ask stupid questions. It’s a great network of people that will be there for you when you need feedback, need someone to bitch to, and will be your biggest cheerleader during the good times.
Who was most influential in keeping you on track with your writing? (Yes, you can say it was me.)
Other than Dan…. I guess it is my husband, Mark. He encourages me to keep going even when I get the ump-teenth rejection letter. Kristen House at A Novel Idea is a great writing coach. Her words of wisdom still ring in my ears (chase your main character up a tree and throw apples at him). And I’ve made so many writer friends on Twitter, I’d be afraid I’d leave someone out. They all keep me accountable and moving forward.
Speaking of moving forward, you have done contests and challenges; I hold many of them in low regard, but not all; what’s your assessment of that way of getting an agent?
I am a world class contest loser!
Okay this is starting to look like a bad question now.
There’s a lot of hype about contests, and it may help some people get an agent, but for the most part, the only thing I’ve ever gotten out of entering contests is meeting new writer friends, which is HUGE!
That IS huge. Writers make the best friends.
The old clichéd phrase about not putting all your eggs in one basket is something writers should remember. There is not one and only one way to ‘make it’ as a writer. Contests aren’t the only way (very few get selected and even fewer get an agent from the contests). Having an agent isn’t the only way. And certainly, using the traditional publishing route isn’t the only way. Find out what works best for you and if you don’t hear anything else I say, hear this: Don’t let anyone, any publisher, any agent, and certainly any contest make you feel like a failure. I did and I almost gave up….. two months before I got a publishing contract.
Whew! There’s the silver lining! So, back to your outside interests. I think I have pictures of you in a bikini. Can I use them?
ABSOLUTELY NOT!!! But I’ll send you one of me zip lining, if you want to use that!
Nope. Because insanity. Back to authorish stuff, then. What are you writing now?
I’ve got three projects in a draft form. I wish I could blink my eyes and have them all edited, but the hard work is just begun on these. Plus, I have so many ideas running around in my head, I can’t keep track of all of them.
We’ve all been there! Let’s have the list.
- A Tuned Into You, book 2 – YA Romance – Working title: Exponentially Into you. West and Camille’s story.
- Friday Lights Fading – YA Fantasy. If I Stay / It’s a Wonderful Life meets the Breakfast Club.
- Champagne Jam – Adult Romantic Comedy.
I also have a book signing scheduled.
Well I wish you all the best with your new book, my friend. You deserve it.
Here’s the Tuned Into You Back Cover Blurb:
A summer party is the last place Lydia Flowers wants to be. Beer pong? Stupid, foot-wrecking shoes? Random hookups? No thanks. Lydia would rather be in her cleats practicing her bat handling skills.
Enter Abe Fischer, the Nashville Teen Idol superstar. He’s a lip-syncing party animal with a short fuse; or at least that’s what the tabloids say. Except, Abe turns out to be nothing like the guy Lydia’s read about online. He’s sweet, and the way he talks to his horse…sigh.
Then life throws Lydia and Abe a curveball. They are wrongfully arrested for destruction of property. Their choices? Either work on the Fischer Farm for the summer earning nothing more than blisters and a sunburn, or have the arrest go on their records, which would ruin Lydia’s shot at a softball scholarship. It’s a no-brainer. Lydia picks up a pitchfork, pulls out the SPF 40, and prepares for the worst two months of her life.
When the press gets wind of a big secret Abe’s family has been keeping, things become even more complicated. Now Lydia has another choice to make: stick around for Abe’s messed-up life in the spotlight, or go for the scholarship of her dreams.
Gang, here’s how you find Cindy online
Email (it works; she replies to me):