Moving Along

It’s hard to believe March is almost over with. There again we’ve been waiting on spring for what feels like years. Maybe winter just likes our presence too much. Who knows. I’m ready for some mild temps at least.

While the weather has been eh, this weekend consisted of fixing edits sent back from editor. It’s always a joy to read back through edited work and see how the story has shaped compared to what it started as. I had not intended for this story to be as short as it is, but I think that shows how the story wrote itself. When you’re writing it, the story goes the direction it wants. That’s the beauty of it.

After I finish up edits tonight, my editor will get them back tomorrow. Then one more round and it’s ready for reader eyes. I can’t wait to get some feedback on this story. I don’t believe I previously released the title. This novel is called “Blood in the Hills”. It’s about a young woman who finds an old journal on her family property. By reading the journal and looking for her missing father she uncovers something horrifying. Her hometown has been hiding a myth for years. When bodies start to pile up, the young woman must choose between saving herself or saving her hometown.

This story is inspired by some of the things I grew up hearing in Southern Indiana. It was fun to be able to take some of the things I have learned over the years and throw them all into one book. That’s kind of why I’m ready to hear some reader comments.

Meanwhile novel #3 is moving right along. I am hoping to have that finished by July. I fully intend to meet that deadline. This book is the sequel to The Devil’s Retreat, it picks up a few days after the ending. It stars a new character Indy Fields. So we will see come July how it has came along.

Busy week to come, but that’s all part of the fun right?

Opportunities

 

Today I got edits back for novel #2 meaning one more round and boom it’s out for the world to see. Hard to believe novel #1 made its professional entrance in November. This means I am on the cusp of completing a new year’s resolution and life goal.

Meanwhile within this month two beautiful opportunities have presented themselves to me. To which I have jumped on them.

In the meantime I have started novel #3 which is set to be released late this fall. So it’s safe to say busy is not a word I acknowledge currently. Though I wouldn’t partake in all this if I didn’t want to.

That’s the beauty of opportunities. They pop up right at the time you need them.

With such a bustling schedule I have been on hiatus.  I haven’t really been on social media either. That’s not exactly a bad thing though!

Now it is time to come back for the umpteenth time and start sharing my musings. My ways of finding motivation in the midst of crazy everything.

I look forward to connecting with everyone. Have a positive week all.

Seeing Differently

Time is a demon. Maybe that is an illusion. An illusion we overlook because we spend our lives filled with emptiness. Waiting. Waiting, for the end we all know is coming.

All of time we partake in trying to fill this void. Stuffing it full of material things that we pay for with a piece of material we invented. So is it actually even real? Money? Mansions? That same designer purse every woman thinks she should carry? Yeah, you know the one.

Is it likely that everything we see around us is some figment of our imagination? Have we created it to make our lives better, or to pack the space that our minds see?

Early man had so little, but was able to do so much? Views are changing drastically. A changing society has adapted to be that way. Trends come in, trends go out. Seems like on a week to week basis.

We are unlike our ancestors, is it that we view things differently?

Men of the past had to survive. They did not have the things to fill their space, they filled it with actions. Our modern race is simply surviving. Packed by the things, what the imagination has created. Is it really living?

 

Time off

Hello blogger friends, welcome to the New Year.

I clocked out a few weeks ago from the blogging sphere. I’m really not sure why, it just kind of got lost in the mess of my searching excursion.

Before I clocked out I made a post about not feeling the Holidays.  Well, the holidays are over! Yay! Woohoo! We’re into 2018 finally and I am feeling a fresh sense of spirited self. Whatever the hell that is. I don’t know I’m thinking as I go, not rushing just breathing.

After checking away from blogging I dropped off the face of the earth from social media too. Kind of took the time as a basic self exploration period. Aha, what I am I meaning by this? I took the time to reflect back on the year, read a bit, stay away from writing, drink some hot chocolate and ignore the fact that my wish for a white Christmas came true.

This exploration period I used to learn much. I got some books about writing, just some books to read too, spent time with friends, did some brainstorming.

Well my brain is no longer fried! I feel renewed, motivated, and ready to kick this year’s ass!

It was nice to have a few daysof nothing, just me. I think everyone needs that. It’s time to get back to work. I’m back with a clear view, a better attitude, and new knowledge.

Welcome to the new year everyone, I wish you all the best in 2018. It’s going to be a whole new adventure in the making.

Catching Happiness

About fifty three seconds before writing this post, I was sitting in a chair staring at a blank computer screen with a sour look on my face.

That idea is truth, but it’s vague. Why was I staring at the computer screen with a sour look on my face? Why was the computer screen blank. Why was I sitting in a chair fifty three seconds before I wrote this post?

I’m a writer. Words ARE my life. Words are physical, words are mental. Life is physical, life is mental.

Twenty Seconds before writing this post I asked myself, why am I doing this? Back to the vague. Doing what?

It’s a question that’s asked by every writer. “Why do I keep writing shit?”

Writing purgatory, it’s the hell no writer wants to be in, but are in at one point or another. Lack of motivation, stress outside writing, bullshit excuses not to write, food time, oh look there’s a dog now let me go pet it so I can ignore the blank page I’ve been staring at for two hours. It’s not writing block, no it’s something different.

It’s raw, it feeds the vile monster living within us, it prevents us from doing the one thing that has brought us to write in the first place. It’s happiness.

You can’t just write to write. Writing is happiness. We wouldn’t put hundreds of words on paper to just calmly say “oh that was fun I guess”. No to write is say the things we are unable to show the world. We are able to be real. We don’t have to hide behind a costume or conform. To write is to face the things we are most of afraid of. To write is to find joy.

Writing IS chasing happiness. It is the purest and most eloquent form there is.

Goals for the New Year

First of all before you say “oh God she’s already beginning with the new year’s resolution crap”. We’re not starting that. No leave it at front door before you click on this blog post.

This is not a post where I talk about making New Year’s Resolutions. No, but it is a blog post where I talk about preparing for 2018. Yes I’m putting on my armor, 2018 is soon to come crashing in. Frankly I would be rather upset if my hair caught on fire in the process. Ah needless to say, we need to prepare because coming to 2018 is the see ya and the bye ya to procrastination and negativity. It’s all in good thought, because I know some habits are a never ending battle to break. BUT, I’m not the type to give up.

So we’re going to grab onto 2018 with our resting bitch face, and hold on as it drags us through stress, new experiences ,and lots of other muck. By the end, maybe a smile will be permanently stuck on.  Ah who knows.

2018 is as quickly approaching as 2017 is to be ending. 2017 has not been a good year. I know for myself it’s been a bad enough year that I don’t need to repeat it. I’ve got to work my butt off to make sure that 2017 stays in the past.

I know they say it’s bad to tell people your goals, but this is a judgement free zone. I know that stating my goals forces me to uphold them.

My goal for 2018 are normal and a little weird. First off I want to get healthy. I have not been myself, and that needs to change. I want to get on a more positive attitude, and try not to procrastinate as much. The next thing that I would like to do is publish at least two books. I have a book hopefully coming out around in March. After that, don’t ask me. I would like to continue to build my author brand more and see where I can take my book sales.

I don’t have a lot for 2018 as I am doing this thing where I stop talking and actually get work done.

Enough said.

To prepare for 2018, I am grabbing my computer, planner, and favorite boots.

I’m going into 2018 prepared, with all words flying.

Life Stories 

So I’ve been thinking lately. It’s the holidays, it’s cold out and I need a healthy dose of humor.

Therefore, I’m starting up another theme-esque exercise. Except it’s entirely different. Though I will get back to theme. Eventually.

This new post happiness comes with a disclaimer. Nobody panic.

DISCLAIMER: This is not an exercise that involves me running around town in a Disney Costume, singing at the top of my lungs. That would be well, a bit excessive.

If you were looking forward to that possibility, I have just crushed your dreams. But you’re still going to get some humor!

What I am going to do is document my day to day life. I’m entirely sarcastic but it’s okay.

Anyway I will be throwing my “life stories” at ya’ll (me mocking my twang that lately people have told me is there).