See your scars as proof that you made it…not evidence that you almost didn’t.

Monday, October 24, 2011

True North #2

So this is where I'm thinking about going with True North #2 that is going to be called East something...I just don't know what yet. Thoughts?

After discovering that the counsel had been lying to the people of True North for hundreds of years, Sahar and those closest to her managed to set things right. Now Sahar has taken her place as the white wolf and monarch of the town. She is determined to make sure things never go back to the way they were.

But this story isn’t about Sahar.

Rachel Hill has been Sahar’s best friend her entire life so of course she was right by her side when the you-know-what hit the fan two years ago. But, that was two years ago. Rachel is on the tails of a bad breakup with Sahar’s twin brother, Dean, and has pretty much had it with True North and everyone in it. The morning she’s planning to make her big break, she’s told that Sahar has vanished without a trace. Rachel thinks Sahar caught wind of her plan to leave, but when they find droplets of her blood in the woods, she’s not so sure.

On the hunt for her best friend, Rachel is also trying to prevent Dana, Sahar’s cousin, from taking over the town in her absence. She can’t do it all alone and once again, Dean, Cameron, Luke, and Tessa will pitch in to save the day.

But sometimes, the day can’t be saved.
Sometimes, they day was dead right from the start.
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Wednesday, October 19, 2011


I’m sure you’ve all heard of NaNoWriMo, or National Novel Writing Month, or Month of the Crazy. I’ve given it a shot the past two years and haven’t been able to finish either time. Now, I did finish and publish those novels, just not in a month.

My problem: I have the patience of woman in labor on her way to the hospital. As in, none. Zero. Zilch. Nada. I don’t know why I’m like that, but I am. I’m not the writer that I could be because I always submit my second draft. That’s right. My I-just-went-back-over-it-for-spelling-and-such draft. So when I write I feel like it’s the end all, beat all. But it’s not. Rule number one for NaNo is to give yourself permission to write a really crappy first draft. So I’m going to do that. I’m not going to edit the last chapter before I start on the new chapter; I’m just going to write. To be successful at this I will need to make a really good outline. I usually do a loose chapter by chapter outline but this is going to be firm, detailed, and orderly so I can just write. 50K in a month. DONE!

I will be writing the sequel to True North. I didn’t know if there was going to be one or not but it seems folks like it so…what the heck right? I’m doing a North, East, South, West thing which means this will be East. I have no idea what I’m going to call it yet, other than True North #2. lol Suggestions welcome.

One last note. I received a promotion at work and am now a Jr. Proposal Writer. I’m still teetering between my old job training the new person, and my new job, but I hope to just be doing my new job by the first of next year. So in essence…I’M GETTING PAID TO WRITE! =) *Happy Dance* Now, it’s not very creative. “Clear and Concise.” That’s what they keep telling me but I can’t help throw in some Christy Flair every now and then. I hope everyone has purchased their copy of True North, but if you haven’t, here’s the link for Amazon:

Also, I’ll be doing a Monthly guest blog on my publisher’s site which you can see here:

I’ll be gracing the monitor of a computer near you every 25th. I do expect to see you there.

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Wednesday, October 5, 2011

The Unraveling of a Yellow Shirt

I have this favorite shirt that I wear all the time. It’s yellow (my favorite color), fits me perfectly (just lost some weight so yay), and has pretty detail on the front. The problem is, the pretty detail has begun to unravel. I haven’t snagged it on anything so the culprit can only be the washing machine. And while I admittedly wear it more than perhaps intended, they knew it was going to be washed when they made it, so why didn’t they make it stronger, more durable?

Yesterday while sitting at my desk wondering how I would make it through every day without my Christopher, I began to question God in the same manner. Why didn’t he make my heart more durable? Isn’t this what it was made for? To love? To express kindness and allow people to become close to you? So why I ask you does it come unraveled so easily? Admittedly I may use mine more than his average creation but still, he knew. He knew and he should have made my heart stronger, me stronger.

But he didn’t. So I feel unraveled and hope someone has a needle and thread. I’ll be needing it.

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Monday, October 3, 2011

And the winner is...

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