'Tis the season
It's been about a year since I last posted a personal note and so much has happened, I'm not quite sure where to start. Sure, the pandemic has taken its toll, but even beyond those challenges, life has been interesting.
Near the end of 2020, I embarked on a mission of self-discovery and recovery. I have not been a truly happy person in quite some time, mostly due to past traumas I'd had a difficult time even thinking of as trauma in the first place. It's wild to see things for what they are after so long and it's honestly opened my eyes to many things about myself I'd previously thought were wrong, bad, or weird. Turns out, trauma changes you, even if you don't recognize it as such. That being said, I've grown.
It hasn't been easy. In fact much of it has been a brutal and scary process, but it has been necessary! I'm also nowhere close to being finished—is anyone ever really finishing growing? I have much work to do going into 2022, and even though it makes me nervous as hell, I can't wait to come into the new season of my life which will be filled with many amazing things so long as I continue to cultivate this path I'm on.
That being said, I'm inviting everyone along to see how things go in 2022. There are mere days left of this tumultuous year (which I'm SOOOO ready to see in my rear view) and I'm using this time to put energy and intentions into manifesting my goals. One of them will be getting this blog on my regular rotation because posting once a year is just silly!
From my fam to yours - have a safe a beautiful holiday season!! Catch you next week and don't forget to catch me on the 'gram for more updates!
We all make resolutions every new year: lose weight, save money, stop drinking, etc. Most of the time, we get through a few weeks of motivated change before we inevitably give up and revert back to our old ways. Some lucky souls don't give up, but the majority struggle to meet their goals. It happens.
In my experience, something totally unexpected and unavoidable tends to pop up and wreak havoc on everything in my world. This year, I started out strong, but ended up being diagnosed with a chronic illness around April and had to pump the brakes in a hard way. For anyone who struggles with a chronic illness or chronic pain, you know my struggle. I won't go into detail about my condition, just know I suffer from chronic fatigue and pain as a result. It's awesome, I tell ya.
Anyway, I've slowly been getting back to some type of normal and with that, I've had to reevaluate my resolutions and decided to use the mid-year mark to jump back into the fray. So, here are my half-year resolutions:
1. Blog regularly - two times per week
2. Write at least an hour a day
3. Release 3-4 books between now and Spring 2019
4. Eat better
5. Exercise regularly
6. Take a day for self-care
7. Go on date nights with the hubby
8. One-on-one time with each of my kids
Little by little, I'm working through the list to get my life back together. Making adjustments is hard, but what's the point of life if not to reach some type of enjoyment? I want to do more than survive, I want to thrive.
Have you made a half-year resolution?
Bruh. When shit needs to happen, it happens for real! I mean, I went from being basically bedridden to running around from the time I wake up until the time I go to bed. Sleep? Sleep is fleeting, but the five or so hours I get has to keep me fueled. Ugh...life.
So at the end of the day, I'm not much closer to having my next book finished and I'm super sorry and annoyed by it. Every time I sit down to write, I fall asleep. I mean, I have a seven month old, guys. He is just now starting to really sleep through the night and when my husband isn't waking me up for snoring, I'm in a constant state of semi-awakeness that leaves me feeling drained and in a foggy state of mind. Truly, I need a recharge button.
My oldest child is beginning his football season, which throws another crazy thing into the mix. I will have to go from work to the ball field for two hours and back home again to put all the kids to bed. Mind you, that occurs three days a week and since I live in Satan's asshole (aka Tennessee), the humidity often brings the heat index over 100 in July and August so I'm going to be a SUPER happy person! Honestly, I might bitch about it, but I'd do anything for my kids, including losing sleep and precious moments in air conditioning so long as it means they get to do something they love.
I'm going to set a goal, though. I am going to release two novellas before September. One is my shifter story and the other will be Blood Promise. I think if I take an hour a day, I can get it done. I think...maybe...don't hate me if it doesn't happen!
Anyway, I am off to finish my giant glass of wine and catch some much needed z's. Lord knows I need all the rest I can get because soon I will be sleeping on my feet! 'Til next time!!
Hate the game
There has been a lot of buzz among the indie publishing community about authors who are deciding to no longer publish because of how hard it is to break through. While I understand this sentiment, if that's the only reason why you're writing, then maybe you shouldn't publish anymore.
I don't write with the intention of selling millions of books, although that would be my dream and has been since I was a young girl. I write because I have stories to tell and characters who deserve voices and because I love it. It is my craft. It is my therapy. It is one of the only things I have to actually call my own in this world. Why should I let the opinion of others diminish that for me?
Look, I am by no means faulting these authors. This is a tough business. The people in this industry are brutal. If you are original, no one wants to take a chance. If you are too similar, you will be considered a hack. The majority of the successful authors fall somewhere in the middle and I'm not too sure how much of that is by chance rather than choice. Sometimes people do what they must to survive and likely, this is the case with many authors in the world now.
Would I love to be a best selling author and have movies or TV shows made about the characters and worlds I create? You bet your ass I would, but just because it's not happening, that doesn't mean I need to give up on something I love and has been such a huge part of my life. I may not have a gift. I may be a talentless fool. But at the end of the day, if I'm doing what I love, what does it matter?
The bottom line: if you truly are in love with what you do, you won't be able to stop because nothing will feel right if you do. If sales matter more to you than your craft, it might be time to take a break and reevaluate why you started in the first place. Never let anyone take away something you love.
Go with what you know...
Many years ago, I had stopped reading and writing altogether. I had been in a bad situation and it left me in a pretty bad place in life. Without going into too much detail, I was a newly single mother of a toddler and infant and had no idea what to do with my life. Depression wasn't quite the word for what I experienced. In the years following up to this event, reading and writing wasn't enjoyable. I was mentally and emotionally exhausted and had nearly given up my passion. It wasn't until after my devastation that I decided to pick up a book to see if I could escape from my crumbling reality. I had forgotten what it felt like to be whisked away into the world between the pages and live inside of them. Shockingly, the first books I came back to were......
I'm a writer, a mother, a wife, a friend, a sister, and a daughter. My journey as a published author is in full swing and I'm inviting all my friends along for the ride!