Summer is Officially Over

Hey y’all!  Good morning!  While it’s not officially the end of summer, but it’s the end of summer in my household.  As I’m typing this, my daughter is in a virtual classroom with her homeroom teacher, preparing to take her first MAP test of the school year… tenth grade.  Where has the time gone, right?

Since school is back in session, I’m back to fully working.  I’m teaching in the early morning, then after my daughter starts school, I’m cracking into creating new bookmarks to promote my upcoming book, brainstorming and creating fliers to promote my free library, communicating with my editor and preparing images to include in my upcoming book, and of course, keeping up with my daughter’s school agenda.

I’m actually glad school is back in session, because my daughter’s attitude, being a teenager and all, has been, per say, through the roof.  She’s at that age where she wants to believe she already knows everything, and as a teacher, I’m trying to educate her about the real world, but she just rolls her eyes or walks away; goes to her room.  I don’t remember ever showing as much attitude when I was her age, but we all say that, don’t we?  All in all, I can say she is generally a good kid.  Like any teenager, she needs an attitude adjustment every now and then.

My tomato garden is still coming along.  I’ve been able to pick three from the original I call ‘Mater’.  My roma, which I call ‘Roma’ has finally blossomed enough to develop a few tomatoes, and the larger of the three different tomato plants I have, I call ‘Allyn’ because she was given to me by my neighbor, an older gentleman.  His front yard is full of potted tomato plants nearly as tall as he is.

Here are some before photos of my tomato plants.

 

Here is what my tomatoes look now.

I’ll be able to pick the two in the single picture soon.  My ‘bae’ and I are looking forward to eating them on tomato sandwiches; my favorite simple summer sandwich.

I also wanted to share with y’all a photo of some ‘Elephant Ears’ growing on their own in my yard.  They aren’t as big or tall as the ones growing in my neighbors yard, but I still think they are a unique plant.

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Aren’t they cool?  I think so.

Well y’all, I’m going to conclude this post for now.  The good news is, with school back in session, as I mentioned before, I’m ‘in office’ more full time now.  Not that I ever left.

I hope y’all are maintaining a safe and healthy ‘in-home’ lifestyle.  I hope y’all are wearing your masks when going into public, and I hope y’all are practicing the health safety of social distancing.  Remember, we’ll get through this.

Thanks for reading y’all!

A Little Bit of Everything

Good morning y’all.  I’m sorry it’s been awhile since I last posted, but things have been, for lack of a better word, slightly depressing.  Some changes have occurred where my family is concerned, and I wasn’t sure how to deal with it.  To sum it up, my dad quit talking to me for reasons only he knows.  At first, I didn’t know how to deal with it, but then I had an epiphany.  If he doesn’t want to talk to me, that’s his choice, not mine.  He’ll come around in his own time.

So, moving on.

After more than a month, last week, I finally heard from my publication coordinator, via email, that my manuscript is ready for me to review the edits the editing department has proposed in my manuscript.  Since this past weekend was 4th of July weekend, I took that time away from work, and now, today, I’ll begin reviewing the edits in depth.  This should be fun.

In other news, about 5 years ago, I gave up my Facebook account.  Why?  It was the only way I could disassociate myself from select people I no longer wanted anything to do with.  It was the only way I could seek the solitude I needed to overcome the dramas and stresses of my own life.  While Facebook is a great way to keep in contact and communicate with select friends and family, I didn’t want any part of any of it.  Recently, I’ve been thinking that now might be the right time to regroup and restart.  I admit, part of me is fearful of Facebook because of the people I once knew.  Like the movie “Cyberbully” with actress Emily Osment, I couldn’t escape, but I wasn’t being bullied.  People just would not leave me alone.  However, with my book in publishing and ‘Moore’ Books Free Library slowly coming together, I think those two things are reason enough to restart a Facebook account, but rather than a personal account, I’m thinking more along the lines of ‘Public Figure’ account.  With coronavirus cases still on the rise, Facebook will be an avenue that I would not otherwise have for online book signings and other such events.  Actor and author, Chris Colfer did it, so why can’t I do similar?

The entirety of it will take time, but that’s okay because all of the best things in life take time.

On a totally different note, I gave gardening another shot.  My first time didn’t go so well.  While I tried my hand at growing green beans, cucumbers, peppers, squash, and a couple other vegetables, things were going good until I transferred them to bigger planters, then they all died.  This time, some friends and neighbors gave me a few a tomato plants, and I’m very pleased to say that I have 8 tomatoes producing so far.  They’re still green, but they are growing.  My ‘bae’ has to craft together some stakes to help my roma tomato plant stand more upright, but it’s doing well and that’s all I can ask for right now.  Roma hasn’t yet produced anything, but it’s early yet.  I do have a few pictures to post of my budding tomatoes, and I’ll post them soon, but I have to first transfer the pictures from my phone to my computer.  Then I’ll be able to share them with you.  If things continue to grow as well as they are, this time next year, I’m going to try for a raised personal garden.  Time will tell.

Finally, the Georgia heat has really kicked in full swing since summer officially began.  The humidity is practically through the roof, making it harder for my ‘bae’ to breathe when outside what with his heart condition.  Heck, I’m perfectly healthy and the humidity is even getting to me.  The only time I’m really going outside is to feed and water my plants, or to take out the garbage.  It’s so hot out, we don’t even feel like grilling.

So, that pretty much sums up the essence of my life currently.  A little of this, a little of that, but not much of anything else.  I’m doing what I can, and practicing patience by working on the inside.  More or less cleaning, rearranging, and reorganizing.

Well y’all, I guess that’s it for this post.  As always, thank you all for reading and following my blog.  By the way, is there anything y’all would like me to write about?  I’m always open to suggestions; something new to talk about.

Until next time!

‘A Boring Little Update’

Hey hey, how have y’all been?  Me, I’m taking things one day at a time.  Summer is not yet officially here, but the days are growing more and more humid with thunderstorms looming overhead creating a thick moisture in the air; like walking out your front door and into a sponge.  Though this weather won’t last the entire summer, I still see us using the hose a lot throughout the summer.

My daughter is taking summer school this year because she’s as good in math as I was at her age.  She absolutely despises math, yet she loves earning an allowance.  Basic addition compared to adding letters to the numbers.  I understand her hatred.  She’ll either get it enough to pass, or she’ll retake.  Her dad sits in and helps her, so it’s looking good that she’ll continue on to the 10th grade for next school year.

I took a little time off from writing, as writing an entire manuscript in four months is taxing.  However, I’ve been brainstorming which is now why I need to get back to writing, because otherwise I’m going mental trying to store it all.  With my manuscript currently in the editing phase, I’m moving forward, brainstorming a cover design, and going through my mental files for any additional material I may want to include in my book.  While I’m doing that, I’m also generating ideas for my next book “Y’all Didn’t Hear It from Me: Another Journal of Life Stories”.

Having said that, my husband and I were talking, and I want to celebrate my accomplishment once my 10 copies come.  Granted, my book won’t be to that stage until at least the end of this year, but I can begin planning for it now, right?  Why not, right?  We’re going to throw me a celebration party!  It may be holiday themed, or I might be able to pull it off of my own creative theme, but I’m going to celebrate.  Then, after the party, I’ll post the first vlog, me seeing my book for the first time.  I admit, it’s very exciting to think about.  I’m tickled pink!

Well, y’all, I think that’s it for now.  Is there anything y’all would like to hear about because my book is considered self-help/memoir.  I like being an ear for someone else in a situation.  Usually I can relate and I enjoy the input of others.

As always y’all, thanks for reading!

What’s Up, What’s Up?!

Hey y’all!  So, the last time I posted, I wrote that I had submitted my manuscript to my ‘possible’ agent at Page Publishing, and I would know, either way, within 2 weeks.

Well, last Tuesday, my ‘possible’ agent called back.  He actually called me on Monday, but I was bravely shopping at my local Walmart.  Don’t worry, I always wear a surgical face mask and gloves.  My husband was home, so he took the call, but my ‘possible’ agent didn’t say anything except “I’ll call her back”.  When I came home from shopping with my next door neighbor, my husband told me all about it as he came out our front door and crossed the street to meet me with our groceries at our neighbors car.  For the rest of the day, everywhere I went, my phone was on me, waiting for the call back, but he didn’t call back.  However, on Tuesday, the moment the phone rang, I snatched it up.  Low and behold, it was Page Publishing.

My ‘possible’ agent asked me how I was doing; I said I was good.  He asked how I was feeling; again, I said I was good.  Then he said, “I have news regarding your manuscript.”  Now my heart is racing, beating so hard it’s in my throat.

“Are you ready?” My possible agent asked me.

“I’m as ready as I’m going to be.” I replied, and we both laughed.

Without dragging it out any further, my agent accepted my manuscript.  I’M.  GOING.  TO.  BE.  PUBLISHED!  Y’all Didn’t Hear it from Me: A Journal of Life Stories is getting published!  OMG!!!

I am sorry that it took me a week to share my breakthrough news with y’all, but I was waiting until I signed my agreement and communicated with my assigned coordinator before I said anything.  Now that I have my itinerary, it’s real!  I AM A PUBLISHING AUTHOR!

So, what’s next?  The long, patient wait while everything about my book is checked and rechecked, created, developed, and priced.  Now I have to work on writing the Synopsis of my book, my ‘About The Author’ piece, submit any images I want included in my book’s content, and anything else my coordinator may want from me.

As of right now, the journey to writing and completing my manuscript was taxing, but enjoyable.  I feel like the journey to publishing is going to just as taxing, yet enjoyable as writing the physical book was.  Even hearing my coordinator go over all of my information felt remarkable.  It wasn’t just go over my name and author name, it was more when she read my title aloud to verify my work.  To hear someone other than myself or my husband say it, “Y’all Didn’t Hear it From Me: A Journal of Life Stories”, put me on cloud 9.  I know one thing is for sure, the day it all comes together and complete, and I receive my 10 copies in the mail, I’m vlogging the video for y’all to see.  I may cry, because I never saw myself publishing a book, but here I am, doing something extreme I didn’t know I wanted.  Something my family has doubted the possibility of since my great-grandmother, Nanny, published her Christian book of poetry.  She didn’t do anything with it, so it didn’t go anywhere.  She chose not to do anything with it for her own reasons.  I have so many reasons I am doing this.

By the way, what do you think of vlogging?  I’m curious.

Anyway, until next time!  Thanks for reading y’all!

A ‘Possible’ Agent

Hey y’all!  Yeah, I haven’t written, but I’ve been very busy wrapping things up on several ends.

First, my daughter’s in her last few weeks of school, so there’s MAP testing, Interim Assessments, and makeup work to raise a couple of her grades.  It’s a more trying time than normal because she’s not on her behavioral medication, because I’m not taking her out, not even to a routine checkup with her doctor.  I will deal with her ‘tude’ and helicopter her for the remainder of the school year.  I have taken the corona virus quarantine very seriously.

My birthday was last Sunday.  So, yup, I’m another year older, and I spent the entire day doing absolutely nothing.  Hubby and sat on sat on our front porch for most of it because the weather was absolutely gorgeous.  Around mid-morning, I mixed a couple Cape Cod Spritzers for us, and sat on the porch drinking them in.  At lunch, we ate and drank beer.  The only productive thing I did the whole day was talk and laugh with my hubby, and sang and danced with our daughter in the living room.  I also received several birthday wishes from my parents and friends!  It was a fantastic day!

Having said all that, the day before my birthday, I completed my manuscript!  I am so excited!  Now, that being said, I have already been in touch with my ‘possible’ agent, and I swear, I think we spoke over the phone for the better part of an hour.  I was so nervous, but my ‘possible’ agent was excellent.  He calmed my nerves and had me laughing, but the best part about our conversation is that he seemed to get a quick grasp of my personality.  My quirky personality shines all throughout my book, so I actually not nervous anymore about publishing my book.  I am anxious, excited, and eager to get started on the next stage.  The hardest part is over, for now because I’m taking a short, vacation-like break from creating in writing.  I’m going to write down ideas, but I’m not creating any new material.  Only for a short time.

The bottom line as of right now, there’s a 50% chance they won’t accept my work, but there’s a 50% chance they will accept my work.  Monday, when I submit my manuscript to my ‘possible’ agent, he will then give it to one of his people to read and review.  I’ll know one way or the other, ‘will they publish me, will they not publish me’, in 5-7 business days.  So, “Y’all Didn’t Hear It From Me” will be in my ‘possible’ agent’s inbox first thing Monday morning.

If y’all would, please say a pray and send positive vibes my way, for my book. I would love to make this dream a reality.  I would love for y’all to read it after it’s published!  Please, leave your positivity in the comments below.

Thanks for reading, and following me y’all. I appreciate and value every one of you.  Positive vibes!

Update: Quarantined to Protect, Writing To Distract

Hey y’all!  I don’t know how all of y’all are fairing, whether you’re required to work outside your home, or if you’ve been able to turn the tables and work from home, whether you have children home from school, or you’re children were already in online school, or whether you’ve chosen to follow the quarantine regulations, or not.  I wanted to touch base with y’all, and let you know I’m doing well, my family is doing well, and we’re taking every precautionary measure we can to keep well.

Sometimes I feel like I’m overreacting, cleaning too much.  Other times I feel like I’m not taking the Coronavirus serious enough though I know I am.  The last time I went shopping was last Friday, March 20th, and I took a pair of nitrile with me and put them on as I was walking into my local Walmart.  I took extra precautionary measures grabbing a few disinfectant wipes as I walked by one of Walmart’s many stations, and sanitized my cart the best I could before I began my shopping.  Not once did a I touch my face and I tried maintaining a certain distance from others while shopping.  I was not surprised by the limited stock on most of the food shelves.  Things went well, until I went to checkout.  The cashier who rang me up, she asked me about my gloves, and informed me I was now carrying germs with me on those gloves.  Just so you know, she was not wearing gloves at all.  She should have been.  To make matters more uncomfortable, I was buying a 12 pack of Pabst beer, and she needed to ID me.  I don’t mind showing my ID, but I specifically held my license so all she had to do was look at it to type my birth date in, but what did she do?  She took my license from me, using her ungloved hand, after saying something about my gloved hands.  My honest opinion, she should have been wearing gloves and a face-mask if she has no choice but to work in the public.  With the Coronavirus at large, no one should be questioning people wearing gloves right now.

This whole mess has me nervous, mainly because it scares me to death my husband could come down with it.  With his heart condition, which he is receiving disability for, I’m afraid of losing him.  I nearly lost him in 2015, when his heart condition occurred.  Granted, it happened because he had a mouth full of bad teeth and had them surgically removed all at once, causing the poison from his bad teeth to seep down into his body and attack his heart.  I know there are people recovering from this nasty virus, but I still don’t want him, or anyone in my family, to come down with it.

This is why we’re taking every precautionary measure we can.  I do any shopping solo.  Once I get home, we go into full disinfecting mode.  Shopping bags go on the floor until we unpack them.  I spray what I can spray, wash what needs washed, and we put away.  We throw all the plastic shopping bags out, I spray all surfaces down with cleaning spray and do a wipe down of the counters and kitchen table, and then I get into a shower.  I order everything I can online to maintain social distancing as I would rather deal with one person, the delivery person, than take the chance in public.  At least the delivery drives leaves the packages on the porch, then I take care and dispose of the packages from the porch.  Nothing comes in the house that doesn’t need to be in the house, and I spray the items once I bring them inside, then I wash my hands.  Like I said, I feel like I’m overreacting, but I know I’m not.

I have never been more thankful to work from home than I am now.  The same goes for my daughter in online school.  Believe it or not, this time of quarantine is actually quite nice.  It’s a lifestyle I’m all too familiar with and very comfortable.  With the quarantine in affect, I’m scooting right through finishing my manuscript.  I can’t believe how far I’m come since I began working on it back in December.  My goal deadline to finish it is April 25th, then I’m taking an entire day off, for myself, and on the 27th I’m going to begin work on putting the stories in the order I want them, and then my husband is going to help me convert my manuscript into a single word document so I can then email it to Page Publishing.  I can’t believe it’s finally coming together!

So anyway, what do y’all think about any of this?  Are you as worried as I feel about this Coronavirus pandemic?  Are you taking the measures needed to safeguard yourself and your family?  How are you feeling about quarantine?

As we continue through these trying times, stay safe, stay healthy, and most importantly, please stay home… if you can.

Thanks for reading y’all!  I’ll post again soon!

St. Patrick’s Day Dinner Tradition, and Further Updates

Hey y’all!  I’m posting as promised!  Sadly I have no photos to share because I didn’t take any.  I had a decent day, but wasn’t feeling like photos.  That’s all.

My corning beef and cabbage came out perfectly. I put my brisket into the crock pot after finishing with my 7am class, added a few cups of water, turned the crock pot on high, and let it cook until about 4:30pm.  Fall apart, melt in your mouth, like butter, delicious!  My landlady’s husband is Irish, but he doesn’t like corned beef, so I made her a plate and invited her over. She loved it as well. Said it was ‘the bomb’.  The cabbage I fried up using my wok, a little bit of vegetable oil, and some natural corned beef stock from the crock pot.  Add seasoning to taste; salt, pepper, and Mrs. Dash Extra Spicy. Cook it down then add hot sauce and simmer. Mouth watering.  I boiled, then baked my red-skinned potatoes.  I’ve never done this before, but wow, they came out as good as my roasted potato recipe.  All in all, a great meal turn out considering I couldn’t get my hands on any Guinness beer to go with it.  Instead, my husband and I enjoyed some Bud Light Platinum.

The day wasn’t as busy as I initially thought and planned for it to be.  My parents are feeling their age and have been tired and achy with the weather, not to mention their own health ailments, so I didn’t have to go clean their place yesterday.  I wouldn’t have minded doing the cleaning for them, but they said it could wait until next week.  I did still go to my doctor’s appointment, a follow up on my eczema, and working to find a medication for it that my insurance will cover.  We tried Eucrisa and it works, really well, but insurance doesn’t cover it and it’s WOW expensive.  It’ll get figured out.

After I got home from my doctor’s appointment, I jumped right into cooking the rest of our St. Patrick’s Day dinner.  So, that was that.

Now, I’m fully focusing on finishing my manuscript.  It’s about halfway done, but the only stories I have left are those in my file on my computer.  I’ll be writing, revising, editing, and getting those polished up over the next month, then I’m sorting, categorizing, and preparing the file to submit to Page Publishing.  Fingers crossed!

This last week, though I was hanging outside on my porch because our weather was beyond beautiful, I sat outside with my writing binder, composing rough drafts from some notes I wrote a few years ago.  I had originally titled the entirety of the story ‘The Battlefield’, but after rereading all my notes, I decided a better route is breaking the story up into three shorter, but more detailed stories.

‘Dad Has What?’ is my dad’s cancer story from my point of view.  It was a very stressful time, a very scary situation, and I was only 14 years old.

‘The Gavel Hits Home’ is my story about the custody battle between my mother and dad, for me and my little sister.  It wasn’t pretty.

Finally, ‘Sneaky, Sneaky’ is about a little no-no I did while on visitation with my mother.  I was a well-behaved teenager, for the most part, but this is about something I did against my mother, without her knowledge, and I believe it helped us during the custody hearings.

So, as you can see, I’m still working, still writing, and to be honest, avoiding public places as much as possible, what with this Coronavirus, COVID-19, cautionary scare.  I’m not saying I don’t believe it, I’m saying I’m using as much caution as I can and I understand the fear of it.  Thank goodness my daughter is in online school.  However, I am wondering what they’re going to do as EOG’s and EOC’s were scheduled for the end of next month, but are currently suspended until further notice, so to keep our kids healthy.  So we can all stay healthy.

As always everyone, thank you for reading, and y’all, please stay healthy and safe!

Rain, Rain, Go Away!

Hey y’all!  I know, I said I wasn’t going to post again until St. Patrick’s Day, but I have to say, it’s been raining in my area for three days now.  The sad part about this three day rain I’m receiving, it’s been an on/off process for the better part of an entire month.  February.  Normally, I don’t have a problem with rain, but this past month has been much rainier than it needs to be.

We were in a drought through the entire summer last year, then winter came and with winter came the end of the year holidays.  No snow because I’m in Central Georgia.  Now, we’re finally getting back into the Spring season, and I swear, Mother Nature is trying to drown us.

No lie.  I stepped outside onto my porch this morning, between my first and second class.  The sun was not yet up or rising for the day, but it was clearly cloudy and raining.  No sooner did I step outside, turn around and shut my screen door, I saw an enormous flash of lightening, bright enough to light up the entire sky as if it’s the middle of the afternoon, and then it was like someone spilled a gigantic bucket of water, or something.  Had temperatures been about 30-40 degrees warmer, I could have had a shower.  Ironically enough, the rapid torrential downpour now taking place was coming down so hard, I didn’t think it could come down any harder, but it did.  In that moment, the rain coming down became so powerful, it was like standing beneath or beside a waterfall.

Since then, the sun has came up, but we can’t see it behind all the gray clouds, and yes, it is still raining, but the rain has let up to a misting drizzle.  My husband took out our garbage this morning, and as he was coming back around to our porch, he told me, each footstep is ‘squish, squish, squish’.  Like the last three days, it’s supposed to rain all day today, so the ground is going to be ‘squish, squish, squish’ for awhile.

Thank goodness I don’t have anywhere I have to be today, or my mood would be worse than what it currently is.  Right now, all I can do is sit around, think, and of course write.  Being stuck indoors is becoming very frustrating, I have to say.

Speaking of writing, my manuscript is steadily building, and very nicely.  I just recently finished and printed “Runaway”, a story about why I ran away after I turned eighteen, and “My All Time Low” which is a story about just that, my all-time low in life.  Dating a guy, moving in with him, and then learning that I should have followed my gut instinct.

While it might be raining outside, at least I have plenty of inside things to do.  Writing, washing laundry, writing, baking muffins, writing, and I have plenty to read.  Maybe I’ll get some sketching done.  I’m currently sketching a piece that’s symbolic of 9/11, and this reminds me of another story I’m rewriting, “Bleeding Patriotism”, about my very first time giving blood.  I was seventeen donating for the victims of 9/11.

Well, it was unexpected, but I’m sure you enjoyed the reading all the same.  Thank you for reading and I’ll post again on St. Patrick’s Day, or the day after because I have a really full schedule on St. Patrick’s Day.  I have three classes in the morning, my daughter has school until noon, I’m cleaning my parent’s house for them, and finally a doctor’s appointment.  See what I mean by a full schedule?

So, again, thanks y’all for reading!  Please, feel free to comment below!

Busy, Busy, Busy, But Writing

Hey y’all!  I’m a so sorry I have not posted.  Until yesterday, Valentine’s Day, I have been so busy.  Between teaching 2-3 classes literally everyday, assisting my daughter when she’s in virtual class, and writing, I’ve been swamped, and tired.

The good news is that I’ve been creating as well as revising.  I’ve nearly finished all the rewriting I had to start on, now I’m creating new stuff, and digging into files for stuff I started when I first ‘officially’ picked up a pen and wrote my first sentence with a topic in mind.

I’m working on a rough draft of a piece I titled ’17 to 35′.  One day, probably a month ago, I was sitting in my bedroom in front of my mirror.  I was doing something, not looking in the mirror, but I did stop to look.  However, instead of looking at myself, I looked at the stuff I could see in the mirror behind me.  There are pictures of me sitting on our windowsill, when I was 17.  I’m 35 now.  Life has greatly changed.

I also wrote a new piece titled ‘The Text Message’.  It’s about a text message I received from a friend, and our entire conversation, that ended our friendship.  I felt used by this person because he had the audacity to slam me an unfaithful friend when I didn’t help him do something.  More details to come when you buy my book after it’s published.

Finally, I came up with an idea to write a piece which I will dedicate to my mother.  ‘A Dedication to My Mother’ will be about the good my mother did do for me though I considered her a terrible mother when I was younger.  Not only do I write about my feelings towards the things she did or didn’t do, I’m thanking her for all that she did do without realizing it.  She was a good person, just mislead.

So, y’all see, I’m writing, but I’ve also been booked nearly solid for classes, I’ve been preparing my daughter for her Interim Assessments, my husband and I had a court hearing to appear for about his current disability, and I’ve simply needed to take time for myself.  The court hearing about his disability, really put my nerves on edge.  Not knowing which way they were going to go.  The good news is, everything is just fine, and things are back to normal.

My husband and I enjoyed a nice, quiet Valentine’s Day.  We haven’t been able to for several years.  Either he was working at a restaurant, I was working, we didn’t have money, or we didn’t care.  We’ve experienced a couple Valentine’s Day’s when our moods were soured by a situation and we ignored it like it was a Tuesday.  Last night we cooked a flavorful dinner for two of salmon filets, fresh asparagus spears wrapped in bacon and roasted in the oven, sauteed fresh mushrooms, diced onion, and diced fresh garlic, cooked in white wine, and Long Grain Wild Rice.  It was a box of Rice-A-Roni.  The dinner was absolutely delicious.  Salmon is my favorite fish, but I love seafood in general.  After dinner, we played a couple quiet games of scrabble while drinking a couple beers.  Neither one of us kept score.  I had a lot of fun.  How was your Valentine’s Day with you Valentine?

Well, for now, I’m going to close, but look for my next post to be around or after St. Patrick’s Day.  I’m getting ready for cooking up some corned beef and cabbage and getting my Guinness on.  Maybe I’ll share a picture of my St. Patrick’s Day outfit, complete with a leprechaun hat.  It’s so cute!  Anyway, until next time.  Thanks for reading y’all!

It’s Manuscript Mania!

Hey y’all!  I thought I’d touch base again, and talk more about my manuscript.  It’s really coming along!  I started working on it daily and diligently just before the start of the new year, making it a strong habit to write daily, even if I’m only writing into a random journal.  My husband helps with the editing process on the more serious pieces.  I write, or lately, rewrite, give it to my husband for an opinion, and depending on his opinion of the piece, I reread it for revisions.  It’s a process, but we’re a great team.  My husband and I.

I’ve been pushing myself so much, I have a few pieces in limbo.  For example, I’m rereading to rewrite one, and my husband has three different ones in his email inbox waiting for him.  They either need a directional opinion, or a final proofread for grammatical mistakes.  A couple of them are pieces I’ll be submitting to Chicken Soup for the Soul!  The others, are my book.

I just finished with “Not Quite Nestle”, a story about my mother’s Christmas cookie disaster, and what exactly happened.

I spent some time revising a story I titled “What’s That Smell?”, about the birth of my daughter and a visitor I never expected.

Another story I’ve been working on, I titled “A Little R to R (Rest to Recuperate)”, a story I wrote about finding time for myself.  With all the stress in life, everyone needs a moment to themselves, to take a deep breath, to shake your shoulders, to meditate, or whatever you have to do to gain a better grip.  Finding time for myself came one step at a time.

I wrote a funnier story about Christmas awhile back, and decided it needed revising.  “Merlyn’s Christmas Cat’astrophe” is about our oldest cat and her first Christmas.  Kittens will be kittens.

That isn’t all.  There are more, but these are the more recent pieces.  I’ve spent all this time working on them, since just before the turn of the new year.  I’m up before the sun every morning because I teach English classes in a virtual classroom in China.  When I don’t have a class scheduled, I use that time to write and revise because the house is super quiet, peaceful, and still.  Time flies when you’re having fun.  I can’t wait to see it finished in April when I submit it for publication!