2012. You and I, well, it’s just not working out. I think it’s
best if we just let each other go. I think we can both agree that things
started off great, but then you couldn’t hide your true colors any longer and
it just fell apart.
That’s how I feel; like I’m trying to recover from a
bad relationship. I can’t put 2012 into a category. It wasn’t good, damn sure wasn’t good, but I can’t
exactly say it was bad either.
It was the first year since 2009 that I haven’t published a
book, but I did finish one and am now sending queries, so…
We lost our house, but moved into a nicer house for less
money and I have an office...
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Friday, December 28, 2012
Five Words
Please send the full manuscript.
Thanks.
Best Five words I’ve seen in a long time…well, six if you count the 'Thanks' and shouldn’t manners always count? Back in 2009, when I saw those words for Emmy’s Song it was the same feeling. This crazy euphoric high that doesn’t compare to anything you’ve ever felt before. As writers we get a lot of rejection, which, you’d think I would be used to by now but I’ll be honest and say it still hurts every time. When that one YES comes in, it’s like someone gave me a life jacket as I sit in a sinking boat and I hang on, for the next ship, the next vest, the next…whatever.
We all...
Sunday, December 16, 2012
The Good with The Bad
I can’t watch the news. All they’re talking about is the
shooting. I mean…it’s news. Why wouldn’t they talk about it? But my Lord and
Baby Jesus it’s sad. How does one get to that point? Kill your parents, I get
it. They did…whatever. But innocent folks? Innocent KIDS? I’m sure we’ll find
out more about him as time goes on (Perhaps you already know. As I said, I’m
not watching the news.) but I can’t fathom what would put someone there, in that
spot. Maybe he felt like he was protecting them from the world? All I know is a
mom, a mom...
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Where Are You Christmas?
So, I guess I’m kind of skipping Christmas this year. Well, my idea of Christmas anyway. Normally it looks like the North Pole has moved its headquarters (thereby negating the whole ‘North Pole’ thing, but whatever) to my living room I have so much Christmas cheer up in my crib. But alas, this year I only have a tree. I’m in-between houses right now. Friday I’ll be officially living in one house, though I still have to clean the old house…and the mess the movers made at the new house. Fun. Needless to say, I’m not feeling the Christmas love this year. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy. Which, I wasn’t, but now I am.
Side...
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Incurable
For all of the drama and the hullabaloo, I must say, it’s worth it. Love I mean. Feeling the joy and the happiness that comes along with loving someone. I’ve said it before and I'll say it again. Any story that’s worth being told usually has something to do with love. Love of Country, love between a parent and a child, that all-consuming love between a man and a woman. It really can be an amazing thing.
I played matchmaker today and set up two folks who really hit it off (Like, duh, I knew they would) and to watch them watch each other was truly a privilege. I would see him sneaking glances at her, or her peering over...
Thursday, November 15, 2012
Twice
I was born with congestive heart failure, did you know that?
The fourth chamber of my heart wasn’t formed and I almost died. They kept me in
the hospital waiting until I was strong enough for surgery and people were
praying for me around the clock, so I’ve been told. Then, one day, yep…you
guessed it…a miracle. My heart healed on its own. The fourth chamber is weaker
than the others. I had to have tests done every six months until I was five,
and wear an ID bracelet until I was 19. If you catch my mom in the right mood,
she’ll still cry telling the story. I also gave it the old college try myself
when I was seventeen,...
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Changes
Got bad news today. We are in fact losing the house. I’m
pretty upset. I mean, it’s not like it’s surprise you didn’t pay your mortgage
for a few months so we’re taking our house back, no I get that. I’m mad at the
whole situation, which shockingly, has nothing to do with me. My husband lost
his job. My husband had to pay his child support. My husband hired a quack
attorney. We’ve fought about it, so there’s no point in beating a dead horse.
But I’m still not over it and now I feel like all those feelings are fresh and
I’m really mad all over again. We have to move ASAP so NANO? Done. Who has time
to write a novel when they...
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Lipo Update, Pumpkins and a Snowman
First week of lipo shots over. Pounds lost – 1.4
I suppose I’m feeling slightly less murderous, but still rather unstable if you want to know the truth of the matter. This is most likely due to my current state of never ending revisions for PwF though. Honestly, this is new to me. Typically I finish a novel, go through it a time or two, then start edits with my publisher. This time, it’s all on me. Well, um, hello! If it’s up to me, it will never be ready. Ever. Never. Ever. I change 8983749093847 things every time I read it. I really...
Monday, October 22, 2012
Lipo Shots and Cookies
Well, folks, I’ve decided to keep a little record of my weight loss adventures. Mainly for evidence so when they either A) find my body or B) find the body I hid, I’ll have something to point back to and say see – I was already crazy.
First, let’s point out that for the last four months or so I’ve been taking this combination medicine Phen-something. I’m not really sure what it was, but it was awesome. I mean, it stopped working for weight loss after the second month but my lord it made everything else better. I could see more clearly,...
Sunday, October 7, 2012
Olde City New Blood CON!
I registered for my very first book conference today. I’m so
excited because A) it’s super close, like 20 minutes away so I don’t have to
pay for hotel, B) there will be a ton of authors I like there as well as
Entangled Publishing, and C) I’m finally doing what the psyshic told me to do, which
is go to conferences.
I’m not sure what happens at these things, I assume there
will be some Q&A with the authors, perhaps with Entangled as well. I hope
to gather some advice and network with other folks like myself; it’s nice to
know...
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Death & Taxes
It’s Sunday morning after Pops’ wake/viewing/service/whatever-the-hell-that-was. You know how some people have weddings that last a full weekend? Well, these people are having a funeral that lasts even longer than that. This is the first time that someone I’ll actually miss has passed away. You know, someone who touched my life in such a way that his absence will be felt. It sucks. It also sucks that they didn’t have anything planned. I spoke to my dad yesterday and told him they needed to get their shit together, make a will, call a lawyer, something. Because trust me when I say to you, I will NOT be able to do all that...
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
What an Awful, Horrible, Seriously F'ed up Day
You know those days when you wake up and the sky is ominous and you have this sense of dread, like you should just get your butt right back under the covers and stay there? Well, today was not one of those days. It started out as a fine day. Truth be told, the sky was a little gray but I'm a fan of gray so it was fine by me.Once at work I find out that this fella I work with's little dog was attacked and murdered by a larger dog. He was there, saw the whole thing, tried to fight the other dog off...it was bad. And he is truly the nicest male I've ever met. Like, consistently nice, kind, respectful, just a class act all the...
Friday, August 10, 2012
6:00 am
I wake up every day at 6:00 am thanks to a kid who was up by
5:00 for six years. Now he sleeps until 10:00 and I’m still up. Whatever!
*rolls eyes* My point. I wake up every day in time to catch the news, which
just makes me sad. People killing people, mad at people because of who they
choose to love or the color of the skin that God gave them. Really, people? I
try to put myself in their shoes, to understand where such hate can come from.
I feel that way about folks who abuse kids and animals, and while society says
that is acceptable, it’s really not. Malice isn’t acceptable, no matter what. If I
were in the room...
Saturday, June 23, 2012
Want in one hand...
Sometimes, when I would tell my dad about some outrageous thing I wanted when I was a kid he would say, "Well, want in one hand and pee in the other and see which one gets filled first." Yeah, I know, but still. He had a point. Wanting something wasn't going to get me any closer to actually getting it. I should have said, "So, here's what I want and this is what I'm willing to do to make it happen." But what nine year old uses reason? Anyway - my point. I want something. I want it with all my heart and soul but I'm not really doing anything to make it happen. I just keep saying that I want it. I need to do some serious...
Monday, June 11, 2012
Just a little something
I found these over at youknowyoureawriter.tumblr.com. They make me happy.
...
Monday, May 28, 2012
Miss me?
My goodness, here we are at the end of May and I’m just now posting again. Well, I have been busy. I have another book coming out under a different name due to the fact that it’s a VERY adult romance. It is not, and I repeat NOT, for anyone under the age of eighteen. It is rather good though, if I do say so myself. It started as something different (how many times do we say that as writers? LoL) than it ended up being. It originated as a love story, following the emotional growth of a woman who put her career before everything as so...
Sunday, April 15, 2012
New Clothes and a New Attitude
Yesterday I got some new clothes to go with my new job at work. Actually, I just stood in the dressing room while my very fashion-forward husband brought me various items. He bought me; one pair of pants, one pair of short pants, a skirt, five shirts, three necklaces, one belt and one pair of shoes. I hate shopping. Always have. My mom (AKA Super Shopper) would beg me to go with her when I was a kid and I’d refuse because she had to look at everything, touch everything, drag me from one end of town to the other - no thanks. I’d rather stay home and read. I’m not good at shopping, either. I never know what goes together...
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Proud of Me
After eight years, four bosses, two buildings and one merger, I’m finally a fully fledged proposal writer at my day job. I started as a coordinator to a group of six proposal writers, running an MS Access project database, filing content in humongous word documents. Now we use web-based software to track projects and content, have process and work with so many branches I can’t even count them all. Most of us are assigned to a specific brand but I’m a jumper. What that means is I’m the most tenured person on the team and know more about our core brands than most so I work on all of them. I’m not going to lie and say I wasn’t...
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Once Upon a Twilight!: Book Review: True North by Christy Trujillo + Give...
Once Upon a Twilight!: Book Review: True North by Christy Trujillo + Give...: True North Author: Christy Trujillo Reading Level: YA Genre: Paranormal Romance Released: October 1st 2011 Review Source: Author Availa....
Friday, February 17, 2012
Running with Abandon
I’m usually a planner. I like to know what’s going on, when, where, how… you get the point. I tend to think about something before I do it. ‘If I do X, then Y may happen, and if so, Z…but what if I do Z and Y happens? Then I’ll say X’ and so forth and so on. It is rare that I charge into a situation without a plan.It’s happened twice in my life. Once was the night that two dogs attacked my cat, Gracie. I was sitting in the front room of our old house and heard some commotion. Knowing my kitty was outside, I glanced out the window and...
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Expendable
My friend Monique went to a psychic, the same one who told me my books would be published as a matter of fact, and she was told that she ‘wasn’t from here.’ As in, this was her first time on this earth. Sometimes, I feel like that. Like, I don’t belong here. There are days when I feel like my soul is the pocket of a comfy coat with a hole in it. Nice and together on the outside, incomplete and inherently flawed on the inside. I daydream about being stopped on the street by a psychic and them saying, ‘Hey, this dream you have…don’t give...
Monday, January 16, 2012
Blogfest Contest with Agent Ammi-Joan Paquette!
Title: FireFlysGenre: YA ParanormalWord Count: 65,000Pitch: I knew that losing my dad and moving to MiddleOfNowhere, GA would change my life. What I didn't know was how much it would change my heart.I often think of that summer. When the sun hits the trees just right or the sound of a whippoorwill floats to me on an evening breeze, the memories come flooding back like the Saint Mary’s river after a hard rain. Even after all these years, now that I have children of my own, my memories of those long, hot days are more vivid and clear than they should be. I think they’ll always be with me, reverberating in every movement I make...
Saturday, January 7, 2012
2011 - Year in Review
On the whole, I would say 2011 was…ehh. The mixture of badand good blended together like my Granny’s sauce and meatballs so they became an interchangeable dish of…ehh. I’ll break it down like this. Low point – husband losing his job and the threat of losing our house (which is still very real). High point – tie between getting promoted to a writer position at my day job and publishing my fourth novel, True North. There were lots of bumps and bruises along the way. A few fits of joy and moments of bliss, but they were always peppered...
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