Friday, March 15, 2019

Celebrate the Small Things-March 15, 2019


It's Friday! Let's Celebrate the Small Things with Lexa Cain! I am her co-host.

It looks like spring is starting to poke its reluctant head around the corner here. The temperatures have been warmer here. I'm certainly happy about that. Unfortunately, we've also had rain here over the last few days. The combination of rain and melting snow has led to some flooding. A lot of country roads around here are impassable because they're too muddy. It's a mess for now, but hopefully things will dry out and the warmth will continue.

Our new telescope came in the mail. We haven't had an opportunity to use it yet, but the kids are pretty excited. So am I, for that matter. Hopefully we'll have a clear night soon so we can test it out.

Lastly, the kids have spring break next week. We bought a couple of wooden 3D models, so that should make for a fun project for us to do together. If all goes well, I may post some pictures of the results!

What would you like to celebrate?

Friday, March 8, 2019

Celebrate the Small Things-March 8, 2019


It's Friday! Let's Celebrate the Small Things with Lexa Cain! I am her co-host.

I'm celebrating warmer temperatures over the next few days. I haven't exactly been quiet about the fact that I'm more than eager for winter to be over. We have mountains of snow surrounding our house. One of our cars was literally frozen to the ground. We finally got it to move for the first time in weeks yesterday. Please bring on the warmth! We desperately need it!

We just ordered a new telescope, and we should receive it some time next week. That's another reason to hope for better weather. There's something exciting about trying out a new telescope for the first time. I can't wait!

Lastly, I'm celebrating the fact that I got to go book shopping this week without any kids in tow. As much as I love spending time with my kids, sometimes I need a quiet stroll through a bookstore by myself.

What would you like to celebrate?

Wednesday, March 6, 2019

The Insecure Writer's Support Group: March 2019


It's the first Wednesday of the month, and that means it's time to convene another meeting of The Insecure Writer's Support Group. Our leader Alex J. Cavanaugh has gathered some wonderful co-hosts for this month: Fundy Blue, Beverly Stowe McClure, Erika Beebe, and Lisa Buie-Collard.

Be sure to check out the IWSG website for support and lots of great resources for writers!

I've been feeling a little insecure about my writing for the last couple of weeks. One of the reasons for this has to be lack of progress. I've been busy, and when I do find time to write, it's hard for me to get much done. My mind has been focused on other things. I know all writers go through things like this, but it's still frustrating. I just need to keep reminding myself that slow progress is better than no progress.

Now let's move on to the optional question for the month.

Whose perspective do you like to write from best, the hero (protagonist) or the villain (antagonist)? And why?

I can honestly say I've never attempted to write a story from the point of view of the villain. Why? I suppose I'm just accustomed to telling stories from the POV of the protagonist. That's my natural starting point. I guess most stories we consume are told in this same way. We like to travel alongside the hero and cheer them on through their journey. It's a crucial part of being human.

That being said, I think it would be quite fun to try writing a story from the POV of the villain. The opportunity to get an in depth look at their motivations and the way they perceive the world could be invaluable. I'll definitely have to give it a try some time.

Do you prefer to tell your stories from the POV of the hero or the villain?

Tuesday, March 5, 2019

Music Boxes by Tonja Drecker




Music Boxes
By Tonja Drecker
Middle Grade Fantasy / Performing Arts
158 pages
Dancing Lemur Press
Release date: March 5th, 2019
Ages 9 to 12

      ·         ISBN-10: 1939844568
      ·         ISBN-13: 978-1939844569






Book Blurb:


“I only desire your talent...”


Twelve-year-old Lindsey McKay's biggest dream is to be a famous ballerina. But after moving to New York, she ends up at the Community Center with a teacher who’s a burly bear in tights.

When she meets Madame DestinĂ©e, the teacher of a top dance school who offers her classes for free, Lindsey can't believe her luck. In exchange, she must perform in the school’s exclusive midnight shows, ones sure to make her a star. But something’s not right...

One by one, the other dancers disappear. Each time they do, a music box with a figurine just like the missing ballerina joins Madame DestinĂ©e’s growing collection. If Lindsey doesn’t discover the truth about the dance school, she might end up a tiny figurine herself.


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All about the author...






Tonja Drecker is a writer, blogger, children’s book reviewer and freelance translator. After spending years in Germany exploring forgotten castles, she currently resides in the Ozarks with her family of six. When she’s not tending her chickens and cows, she’s discovering new adventures, nibbling chocolate and sipping a cup of tea.







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Giveaway

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The contest is open to U.S. residents only, ages eighteen and over. No purchase is required for entry. All winners must claim their prize 48 hours after notification. Winners will be announced on www.tonjadrecker.blogspot.com on Saturday, March 16th 2019 by 10:00am (EST). All addresses and personal information will be used only for prize allocation. Sponsor, Tonja Drecker, assumes no responsibility or liability of any kind. Please email all questions to tonjadrecker@gmail.com.

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Friday, March 1, 2019

Celebrate the Small Things: March 1, 2019


It's Friday! Let's Celebrate the Small Things with Lexa Cain! I am her co-host.

We bought a van this week. Considering I'll be transporting 4 kids around starting sometime in May, this was a necessary purchase. It isn't fancy by any means, but it'll do the job.

I'm also celebrating the beginning of March. Please let this mean spring is coming soon! I'm so tired of all the snow we've been getting. It's insane. Over the weekend, my husband couldn't make it into work due to a massive blizzard we had. The blizzard shut down a 158-mile stretch of the interstate that runs near our house. The kids also missed school on Monday because it took snowplows so long to get everything cleared.

Finally, I'm celebrating the fact that I bought myself a couple of new jigsaw puzzles to do over the next few weeks. I can't wait to get started on them.

What would you like to celebrate?

Friday, February 22, 2019

Celebrate the Small Things-February 22, 2019


It's Friday! Let's Celebrate the Small Things with Lexa Cain! I am her co-host.

First of all, I'm celebrating another successful WEP challenge. We had a lot of wonderful entries for this month's prompt 28 Days. If you'd like to stop by and read some of the entries, you can find the linky here.

I'm also celebrating the fact that I am 28 weeks pregnant. That means I have approximately 12 weeks left, and I'm ready to get to the finish line. I'm getting larger and more awkward by the day. I did get an awesome baby blanket as a gift from my sisters'-in-law the other day. It's so adorable!

Lastly, I'm celebrating the start of a new short story. Inspiration struck, and I had to follow my muse. Hopefully it'll turn out well. This story is definitely different than anything I've ever written before, so writing it is both exciting and a bit terrifying.

What would you like to celebrate?

Monday, February 18, 2019

WEP/IWSG February Challenge-28 Days



It's time for another WEP/IWSG Challenge! This month's prompt is special because it's the result of a IWSG contest. Lots of great ideas came in, and Toinette Thomas submitted the winner.

28 Days. A lot can happen in the course of 28 days. I'm sure we'll have a lot of excellent entries. Here's mine. I hope you enjoy it.


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28 Days

My blood runs like ice in my veins.

I double check the calendar and count forward from the star scribbled in black pen. That little star is nestled in the corner of an ordinary Saturday. When I put it there, I didn’t imagine I’d soon be agonizing over it.

28 days have passed.

4 weeks.

672 hours.

No matter how I break it down, the numbers aren’t fundamentally different. They all point to one inescapable truth.

It’s amazing how many events can fit into such a short span of time. You can meet someone who seems like everything you’ve ever wanted in a partner. You can go on a few dates and stay up late into the night talking about anything and everything. You can open your heart and lay your soul bare in front of someone for the first time.

And then that person can take all that trust and hope you’ve placed with them and shatter it. They can disappear from your life as quickly as they entered it.

All those things can happen in 28 days.

I sigh and stare at the numbered squares. I told myself I would wait it out, that I was freaking out over nothing. My stomach rolls as I think about all those lies I formed in my own mind. And I can’t help but form a few more. The stress might be throwing me off, I tell myself. It’ll come. Of course it’ll come. I try to ignore the glaring fact that my body runs like clockwork. I’ve never been late before.

There’s a first time for everything, my brain tries to tell me.

I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Stars burst before me as I press my hands against my eyelids. When I pull them away, it takes several moments for my vision to clear. The brown paper bag I picked up from the store this morning waits for me on the counter. My shoulders slump as I move to pick it up and head to the bathroom.

I triple check the instructions on the rectangular box before I open it. I’m numb as I go through the motions. If I don’t think too much about what I’m doing, then it won’t be real. The thought is ludicrous, of course, but it’s a constant problem for me. If I’m too anxious about a situation, I can’t face it like I should.

That’s why it took you four days to realize Ethan wasn’t going to call you again, my brain tells me.

The truth cuts deep.

I finish the test and sit down on the edge of the bathtub to await the results. The stick sits beside the sink, just above my line of sight. The cool porcelain grounds me a little. The seconds tick by as I try to calm my racing heart.

I wonder where Ethan is. He certainly isn’t about to tear his hair out with worry like I am. He’s blissfully unaware of how unstable the world is beneath my feet. If he knew, would he care? My gut tells me no.

My brain has plenty more to say on the subject. Why did I trust him? I barely knew him. He seemed like everything I ever wanted, but I should have known better. Anyone can pretend to be the perfect partner for a couple of weeks. Why was I so stupid? What will Mom have to say about all of this? She warned you about guys like him, didn’t she? Is finishing college still possible?

The thought spiral threatens to swallow me whole.

Then it’s time to check the test. Results in 2 minutes or less, the box said. I grip the side of the tub until my knuckles turn white. My fingers ache. “You have to look now,” I tell myself sternly. “Waiting isn’t going to change the answer.” With one forceful motion, I push myself to my feet and look at that fateful stick.

+

I let out a shaky breath. My stomach drops, and I wobble in place. Such a little sign. Simple. In elementary school, it resulted in easy answers. 1+1=2. Except that equation doesn’t seem so uncomplicated, either. Not anymore.

The numbers in my world have changed.

9 months.

Then 18 years.
 
No, not 18 years. A whole lifetime. A lifetime of guidance and worrying about another human being. The gravity of it washes over me, nearly knocking me off my feet.         

In a mere 28 days, my world has changed forever.

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