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.
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