Nostalgia hit me. It gave no warning and only let go when I became aware of what was happening. The sneaky little... Anyway, I was sitting at my desk staring at the master plan...err calendar for blog posts. Today's date said Thank You's. My past self didn't give my present self any more guidance than… Continue reading Eating an Elephant
(Update: The Adventure Kickstarter hit 100% funding this last weekend! It's still open until October 30th if you wanted to support the project. Anything above and beyond the original goal will go to book donations to school libraries after the Rewards costs.) A well crafted story carries the reader through, connecting dots in the story,… Continue reading Why It’s Good Writing is Detail Oriented
In my last post, I talked about how interconnected publishing is! I talked about all the amazing people I've met in my life who are now helping me, people I never would have thought to ask before I started this process. My Editor is just one such person. Originally, I researched editors and reached out… Continue reading The Editor Connection
I'M BACK! Oops, sorry, didn't mean to shout. It's crazy how fast time flies! Especially when you set yourself a goal that you really want to achieve. To recap: This year involves The Adventure to Achieve a Life-Long Dream. In other words, my goal is to publish a book. Thus, why I've not been posting. I've been… Continue reading Join Me in the Adventure?
Better late than never! Here's a post that should have rolled on Sunday. There are those who support in words, and then there are those who support, encourage, and cheer by actions. And it's the actions that speak the louder. When I was younger, this sort of difference wasn't clear to me, but as I… Continue reading First Editor
I’ve determined my fear will not stop me from riding a motorcycle. This does not mean, however, that the road will not throw debris in my face. Similarly, just because I’ve determined to push ahead with self publishing Moonrise Mountain, my first adventure story, does not mean there will not be hiccups in the… Continue reading Chasing Dreams Amidst the Storms
In my childhood, my dad always had a motorcycle sitting in the garage. Every spring he’d head outside to bring the beast back to life with some tuning and then a couple sputtering coughs and finally it’d roar with joy. If we were lucky, my sisters and I would get to ride with dad along… Continue reading Frustrated Childhood Dreams
Typically today would mark the start of a new adventure. We'd be wandering into the woods or ascending a marble staircase of an abandoned house or climbing a tree in search of a wise owl to ask for advise. Sorry to disappoint, but we've reached that time of year again. All the leaves are moldering on the ground and… Continue reading On the Doorstep of December