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Quick Note
I wanted to say a quick hi and update ya’ll. I was able to cold turkey off my anti depressant and while the first few ish weeks were a little interesting, I’m doing great! My writing decreased severely about the time I started them, so while I have wanted to try to get off them after giving them time to work, it was a frustrating situation all around. What if it was better for me to not write…
Change is Good
It’s been an interesting week. I ended up spraining a knuckle while working on the yard, and since it’s me, I ignored it about a week before it finally became painful and swollen enough to see a doctor. I’ve got it figured out how to splint it and it’s doing great, so I’m excited. The same day I went to urgent care, I went to go get my first ever mammogram. It was an exciting, uneventful five…
Magical Journals
Our heads can be heavy places full of what ifs and maybes and could bes, but there are ways to make paths through it all. Everything we live through can either hinder or help, and it’s up to each one of us to direct our paths. Having a safe place to get it all out is important, and that’s why having a personal journal can be the best base. Yes, we need to have people who listen to us, but the…
The Worth of Writing
It’s Writers Wednesday, and I’ve got something to say about knowing your worth as a writer, something I’ve struggled with tremendously. For years I’ve underpriced and given away my books in an effort to get readers. Part of my reasoning was tempting readers who don’t know me yet. Another was an admission that while my books are amazing, they lack the final bit of editing that another pair of…
On a Personal Note
I went back to work a month ago. My husband needed insulin, and so it became a thing. My plans got interrupted and annoyingly, right when I was finally getting in the flow of things. So instead of prioritizing writing first, I prioritized my family, and there really are only a few more years until they are all adults. 5 years in September. But anyway, it was interesting to look for a job because…
Not Like That
I messed up. I had this whole plan for how things would go, but in my planning I had two different ideas of progression. One, how I’ve always done things. The other, how things needed to be done for the future. I worked them in tandem, shining my human tendencies brightly. It was working. Until I dropped the future stuff and then I tanked. So I’m picking things back up where I left off. I don’t…
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TMI Friday: Moms fart, too
Short, but sweet today. Which is the opposite of the topic. I farted. It must have been in the living room, or maybe one of the main passages of the house because it immediately cause a chain reaction that I never saw coming. My kids howled with laughter. It was such a huge, raw, continuing laughter that I paused and had to ask them what was so funny. “You farted.” “Um, yeah.” “You don’t…
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Chapters Do End
I’m in this interesting time of my life right now. One in which I’m growing out of who I am in so many ways. Most of it has been understanding that the raising kids part of my life is nearly over. 5 years is not that much left. I’ll always be a parent, yes, but it’s not ever going to be the same. There’s no going back or pausing. It’s on the way out. And of course, since I’m a writer, it’s got…
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TMI Friday: My Nemesis
Oh, yeah. It’s back. Once upon a time I happened to work at this place and one of my many roles was to help customers. I aided them with many things, and had a wonderful experience overall as I really really enjoy helping people. However, I did have a nemesis. So I’m a teeny tiny itsy bitsy hardly noticeable little bit territorial. Which means a lot of things depending on the circumstances, but…
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If You Want to Write, You Must Live
There is a common misconception that writers are primarily dreamers who live a large portion of our lives in their heads. Picture the writers of old as they were showcased to us in our youth. The tortured soul dressed in black happily miserably confined to a home library, gazing out the window with their head propped on their ink stained hand. Of course, we know some of them had spouses and…
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I Made My Own Roommates
Last week I embarked on a new stage of parenthood: The Parent of the Adult. Ya’ll. He’s 18. And since I had my four children like an oldie Batman Comic Boom! Bang! Bop! Bazinga! it will not be long before I am the mother of four adults. The first indications that I had grown an adult were small. He bought his own clothes. Took a road trip across the country. Did things I was not privy to. Told…
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How to Not be a Writer.
Writers are scoundrels known to play life by their own rules. They leave the monarchy for a healthier life and respectfully draw boundaries as they admit their own faults while they discuss how decisions made by others made them feel. Think of how much danger even working with a ghost writer causes! They open cans of worms. Stand up against injustices. Share honest humanity to connect and help…
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His Sidewalk
Hey, you! First of all, I have to apologize. With a title of His Sidewalk, it’s super easy to jump right into a romance novel. I mean, it’s got everything you could want. A hint of a meeting on a sidewalk with him, whoever he might be. Maybe he’s jogging nearly naked on a hot, summer day, and he happens to trip and fall right in front of you and of course you’ll have to help him to your home…
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A New Chapter
After four years of retail, I am home for a short time. There are things to do. The children need me. My books need my attention. The house. Oh, the house. Raise your hand if you are the energizer bunny of the household. You’re still welcome at my table if you are not. But I have got to tell you, my household has a list of projects WAY past due. The last two years I have essentially been doing 4…
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Jack and Jill (part one)
“I’m going to help clear the way.” She straightened immediately, twisting around to look for the source of the voice. He was already shoveling snow, merrily humming an unfamiliar tune. “Name’s Jack,” he said as his eyes lifted to meet hers. “That must mean you are Jill.” He chuckled, and a smile lit up his face already reddened by clearing his own driveway and sidewalk, no doubt. “Yes, I’m…
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Under the Moon
Once I hit the end of October, I’ll have worked the overnight shift for two years. It doesn’t seem like it’s been two years, as time is a little foggy when you work the oddball shift. At times it feels like it’s been one very long dream. Maybe it has been. Maybe it’s been its own book, with each shift being a chapter half full of sweat, tears, and frustration and half full of laughter,…
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Stories from my Sickbed: Listen to your Guts
Let’s rewind now. It’s December when I start having pain in my lower intestinal area and am having problems eating. I don’t feel well, but it’s not something I’m paying attention to because it’s the retail end of year holiday season, and I am busy. Stress from certain things has been higher. So I figured it was an adult tummy ache. But it doesn’t go away. It’s there all the time, and I’ve got a…
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