Friday, October 19, 2018

Celebrate the Small Things-October 19, 2018

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

After a wave of downright bone-chilling weather, we've had a slight warm up. I know it won't last, but it's been kind of nice, and I'm going to take advantage of it. I'm hoping it hangs in there through at least part of the weekend so we can finish putting up some Halloween decorations and get some family time outside.

I've found some fresh writing inspiration this week, and I'm excited about that. Hopefully I'll be able to set aside some time to get this new story idea written in the next couple of days.

I'd also like to celebrate a great turnout for October's WEP Challenge and to thank everyone who participated. We had lots of fantastic entries this time around, though I can't say I'm surprised about that. There's a lot of talented writers out there.

What would you like to celebrate?

Tuesday, October 16, 2018

WEP/IWSG October Challenge-A Matter of Principle

Hello everybody! I hope you're having a wonderfully spooky October. My boys sure are. My husband has been taking them out to haunted houses on the weekends, and they've been loving every minute of it!

Here's my entry for the joint WEP/IWSG Challenge, and I hope you enjoy it!

A Matter of Principle

The doll lay spread eagle on the oak, its plastic blue eyes reflecting the light from the golden swing arm lamp. It wasn’t the same kind of illumination one could expect from an operating room, but Hazel supposed it would have to do.

The porcelain face, made to look just like someone Hazel had once called her best friend, sent chills down her spine. The level of resemblance was uncanny. She didn’t know how the doll’s creator did it, and frankly, she didn’t care to find out. There were a lot of details surrounding the manufacturing process that both bewildered and terrified her. The price also came quite high. A year’s worth of salary, in fact. However, having spent so much money on this endeavor didn’t unsettle her quite so much as the sense that she’d also given away her soul in the exchange.

Hazel had a voodoo doll when she was a kid, though it looked nothing like this one. It came in a box of assorted items that her parents picked up at an auction. She tested it by swiping a piece of hair from her older sister’s hair brush and tying it around the doll’s neck. After she inserted a tiny sewing needle into the doll’s knee, a shriek tore through the house. The sudden pain had caused her sister to tumble down the stairs and tear a ligament. Surgery and months on crutches followed.

The power of that moment astonished her. She placed that voodoo doll on the shelf, and there it gathered dust. Years passed before she pulled it down again. A boy got too handsy at a party, leaving her to run out crying with a torn dress and a whirlwind of rumors to follow her remaining days of high school. That boy spent months going through physical therapy after an intense pain caused him to crash his car.

That doll helped her inflict suffering when needed, yes, but this time it wouldn’t have been enough. Not for what Hazel had in mind. The pain inflicted this time had to be deep and permanent to match the betrayal she felt. Friends didn’t go behind your back and steal your husband from you. They didn’t try to lay claim to the family you’d worked so hard to build. They didn’t smile, offer flaccid apologies, and flaunt your children around town as if they had birthed them instead of you.

No. Friends didn’t do things like that, and such traitors didn’t deserve any mercy.

“It’ll all be worth it,” Hazel whispered to herself as she took the X-Acto knife in hand. She brought the knife’s sharp point to rest against the doll’s chest. She took a deep breath before pushing it in. The soft material that composed the doll’s torso parted easily beneath the blade, revealing the stuffing within. It looked like the typical cottony substance that could be found inside many children’s toys, except this stuff had been dyed beet red. She continued the single deep incision, bringing it all the way down to the groin.

Hazel was shaking when the lifted the knife again. She hesitantly grasped some of the soft red stuffing and rubbed it absent-mindedly between her fingers. Would that be enough? It had to be, right?

She shook her head. There was no sense in coming this far to leave any room for uncertainty. One quick flick of her wrist cut the dolls neck. She jumped back when the head separated from the body entirely and landed with a soft thud on the brown rug.

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The local news was awash with the horrifying details the next day. A woman was brutally disemboweled and decapitated. A frantic boyfriend woke to find her dead and called the police.

Hazel watched those news reports with rapt interest, though she ensured her daughters never saw them. Knowing that the woman who’d they’d affectionately called their Auntie Karen all their lives had died was traumatic enough. It got even worse for them when no fingerprints other than their father’s could be found at the scene. Though his story never changed, and no murder weapon was ever found, police concluded that he was the only one who could have possibly committed the crime.

Sure, Hazel hated to see her girls cry, but she couldn’t simply lie back and take it. It was a matter of principle. Her so-called friend had to pay for what she’d done, and her ex-husband would suffer in prison for what he’d put her through.

Hazel locked the doll away in her safe beside all her other most valued possessions, hoping she would never have need for such dark magic again.

Word Count: 781

Friday, October 12, 2018

Celebrate the Small Things-October 12, 2018

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

My birthday was yesterday. I am now 33. While the day of my actual birthday was fairly normal, I did treat myself to lunch out. It wasn't anything fancy, but it was delicious.

My husband and I actually celebrated my big day on Wednesday by attending a Postmodern Jukebox concert. We had an amazing time. For those of you who don't know, they're known for performing modern songs in vintage music styles. The performers were brilliant and engaging, and the costumes were wonderful. There was also a tap dancing girl that really managed to wow the audience. I'm definitely glad we went.

I'm also celebrating the fact that the next WEP challenge is taking place next week. The theme is Deja Vu/Voodoo, which is suitably spooky  for the month of October. If you'd like to participate, head on over, sign up, and post your entry by October 17th.

What would you like to celebrate?

Friday, October 5, 2018

Celebrate the Small Things-October 5, 2018

It's Friday, and that means it's time to Celebrate the Small Things with Lexa Cain. I am her co-host.

My birthday is this coming Thursday, but my kids and husband surprised me with some early birthday gifts. I got a candle, a comfy pair of new pajamas, a new coffee mug, and a beautiful necklace. That definitely made my day.

My husband and I are also going on a little outing on Wednesday. We're going to go out to eat and follow that up with a concert. We've been listening to Postmodern Jukebox for quite a while now, and when we found out they were performing in Des Moines the day before my birthday, we couldn't pass that up. It's going to be a much different experience than the Metallica concert we went to last year, but it should be a good time.

What would you like to celebrate?

Wednesday, October 3, 2018

The Insecure Writer's Support Group: October 2018

It's the first Wednesday of the month, and that means it's time for another meeting of The Insecure Writer's Support Group. Our leader Alex J. Cavanaugh has lined up another wonderful cohort of co-hosts: Dolorah @ Book Lover, Christopher D. Votey, Tanya Miranda, and Chemist Ken.

Be sure to check out the IWSG website!

The optional question for this month is: How do major life events affect your writing? Has writing ever helped you through something?

Truth be told, I think a large part of the reason I'm a writer in the first place comes from the fact that it helps me through hard times. I was a geeky, awkward kid, and making friends never came easily to me. I started writing stories at a young age, because it gave me a way to express my feelings. It gave me a way to escape when times were lonely or tough.

A little more than three years ago, I used writing to get me through a particularly hard time. I had a miscarriage, and the loss I felt was intense. I felt helpless. Writing was something active that I could do. It was a way I could channel my feelings and do something productive. I didn't feel out of control when I was putting words on the page.

How do significant life events impact your writing?

Friday, September 28, 2018

Celebrate the Small Things-September 28, 2018

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

I don't have a lot to report this week as everything has been relatively uneventful. Not that there's anything wrong with this. I'd rather that than have everything going wrong.

Since I don't have much to say right now, I wanted to spend this post celebrating humor. We can all use a good laugh every now and again, right? That's why I thought I'd share a few things I find funny to help put a smile on your face.

Have a great weekend everyone!

Friday, September 21, 2018

Celebrate the Small Things-September 21, 2018

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

First of all, it was recently announced that I am the newest member of the WEP team. I was honored when Denise Covey asked me to come aboard, and I hope I can contribute to this wonderful group and help ensure its continued success.

It's been a crazy couple of weeks, and as such, I've gotten into a bit of a writing slump. However, I managed to resurrect some motivation as the week nears its end, so hopefully I can keep my momentum up through the weekend.

I've been trying to eat healthy this past week, and I'd like to keep it up. I filled my kitchen with fruits and vegetables, which I love to eat anyway. The problem is that it's so much easier to eat the quick foods that aren't all that good for you than it is to prepare something healthy, but I'm doing my best to resist temptation. Hopefully I can keep it up.

Finally, I'm celebrating the successful launch of the Kickstarter campaign for the middle grade science fiction anthology Young Explorer's Adventure Guide Volume 5

I was a part of the last anthology, and I'm proud to be a part of this one as well. Few stories have been as fun to write as the one I wrote for this, and I can't wait for people to read it. If any of you would be willing to help spread the word about the Kickstarter campaign, I would really appreciate it. I composed a tweet you can copy and paste to help make that easier.

Help support a #middlegrade #anthology of #scifi stories that will appeal to all ages. Check out the @Kickstarter campaign for the Young Explorer's Adventure Guide Volume 5.

What would you like to celebrate?

Friday, September 14, 2018

Celebrate the Small Things-September 14, 2018

It's Friday, so that means it's time to Celebrate the Small Things with Lexa Cain. I am her co-host.

It's been a crazy week for reasons I'd rather not go into just now, but there are certainly positives to be shared.  First of all, my husband and I enjoyed our child-free evening away from home. We had a wonderful hotel room, and we went out for a nice breakfast the next morning. Still, I can't lie. I was so happy to see the kids again when we picked them up.

I took the kids to a book fair at school and let them select a few books. Jude picked out a cool build-your-own-telescope kit. We also picked up some model rockets last week, so we have a lot of sciency type building in our future.

Zoe has a new toddler bed, though we have yet to build the thing. That's a task for this weekend. However, judging by her reaction to the picture on the box, she's going to love it.

What would you like to celebrate?

Friday, September 7, 2018

Celebrate the Small Things-September 7, 2018

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

First of all, I'm celebrating getting some new things that were desperately needed. Lyle got new glasses and we got a new dining set. Our old dining set was in rough shape. It's good to sit in a chair and not hear it creak and groan like it's about to break.

The boys are going camping with their grandparents tonight, and Zoe is staying with her aunt. Meanwhile my husband and I are going out of town for a wedding. We have a hotel room booked and we're eager for a little getaway. It'll be strange being without the kids, and I don't know how Zoe will react, but hopefully we'll all have a good time.

I also made a few more batches of bath bombs, the latest one being pumpkin spice scented. I'm still perfecting my molding technique, but I've been having a good time making and using them.

What would you like the celebrate?

Wednesday, September 5, 2018

The Insecure Writer's Support Group: September 2018

It's the first Wednesday of the month, and that means it's time for another meeting of The Insecure Writer's Support Group.  Our leader Alex J. Cavanaugh has recruited another studious batch of minions for this month: Toi Thomas, T. Powell Coltrin, M.J. Fifield, and Tara Tyler.

Be sure to check out the IWSG website for lots of great support and writing advice!  The next IWSG Anthology Contest is also now officially open for submissions, so you'll definitely want to look into this great writing opportunity.

The optional question for this month is: What publishing path are you considering/did you take, and why?

There are certainly more paths to publication than there used to be, and it means more authors can find an audience for their work.  I've had some experiences with both of these paths.  I self-published some of my novellas because a lot of traditional publishers won't touch works of that length.  There are some signs that's beginning to change, but self-publication still allows a lot more leeway in terms of manuscript length.  An author can tell the story they want without having to worry too much about it falling within a specific word count range.  Though I'm not the best at marketing my stories, I'm still pleased they found the audience they have.

I've also had some short stories published at small presses, and that's also been a great experience.  There are so many small publishers out there that are dedicated to producing quality books, and I'm happy to be a part of that.

What are my publishing plans for the future?  I'd like to try to get a novel traditionally published.  I'd try by querying agents, and if I didn't have any luck there, I'd move on to some smaller publishing houses and see if they might be interested.  Why do I want to be traditionally published?  It's just been a goal of mine for as long as I can remember.  Hopefully I can accomplish it.  If not, at least I know there are other avenues to explore.

What publishing path appeals to you the most?

Friday, August 31, 2018

Celebrate the Small Things-August 31, 2018

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

Last Saturday we decided to surprise our kids with a trip to Adventureland, which is a local amusement park. We actually kept our destination a secret until we were pulling into the parking lot. The look on their faces made the whole thing well worth it. We all had a great day, but I was so exhausted and sore by the end of the day that I could hardly move.

I've decided to take on a creative endeavor of another kind. I just made my first batch of homemade bath bombs, and I'm currently waiting for them to dry. Fingers crossed that they come out of the molds intact. I definitely enjoyed making them. This batch is citrus scented using both red and orange dye. I'm already trying to come up with other color schemes and scents I might be able to use. If this first batch turns out well, that is. If not, I might have to experiment with the recipe a little bit.

And of course I'm still working on my writing whenever I can. It's been a busy week, but I'm happy with what I've managed to do.

What would you like to celebrate?

Friday, August 24, 2018

Celebrate the Small Things-August 24, 2018

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

The boys had their first day of school yesterday. They were all smiles and ready to get out the door. I know that excitement won't last forever, but I'll enjoy it while I can.  The house was definitely more quiet than I'm used to while they were gone, but Zoe made sure I didn't have a chance to get bored.

We took the kids out for ice cream on Sunday. And yeah, my husband and I ate some, too. I told myself I wasn't going to, but I'm not sorry I did. It tasted so good. Ice cream is always worth celebrating, right?

I'd also like to celebrate coffee. It's been a hectic week, and it's never easy getting back into a new schedule. Coffee has been a lifesaver.

What would you like to celebrate?

Friday, August 17, 2018

Celebrate the Small Things-August 17, 2018

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

Back-to-school shopping is done. Lyle is obsessed with Minecraft, so we got him a creeper backpack. He spent an entire day carrying it around with him, so I think it's safe to say he approves of it. Both Jude and Lyle are excited to start back to school next week.

Zoe is learning new words almost every day, it seems. She also likes to spend her time somersaulting around the room. I wish I could borrow some of her energy. I'd certainly be able to get more done in any given day.

As far as writing is concerned, I had a revelation the other day about my current WIP that I think will make for a stronger story. So far I'm happy with the changes that I've made, and I'm looking forward to continuing to work on it.

What would you like to celebrate?

Tuesday, August 14, 2018

WEP: Change of Heart

It's time for another Write . . . Edit . . . Publish Challenge!  This month the theme is "Change of Heart."  Denise Covey and Yolanda Renee have made this challenge possible, along with great work from Nilanjana Bose and Olga Godim.  Unfortunately Yolanda has not been well as of late, and I'd like to wish her the best.

I decided to write a letter this time, and while it turned out a tad more sad than I'd originally planned, I hope you all enjoy reading it.

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Dear Tommy,

I’m writing this with a heavy heart. The burden of regret is one of the worst to bear, I think. I can’t help but look back at my past decisions and wonder how my life might have been different. If I had accepted your proposal and officially entwined my life with yours, I would undoubtedly be somewhere else entirely. I keep thinking about that unknown place and wondering if I would have found joy and comfort there.

I need to say this. Keeping this truth hidden away inside has been tearing me apart. I wanted to say yes. I wanted nothing more than to be your partner in life. It’s a big commitment, but I longed to make it more than anyone could ever know. I only turned you down because I was afraid.

I knew you would never hurt me on purpose. I never once imagined you would cheat on me or belittle me. That’s was never you, was it Tommy? When I think of you, I remember you as the peacemaker. You’d rather say a kind word than escalate an argument. You’d rather talk through a problem than shout about it. It took me a little while to get used to this. My home growing up was anything but tranquil. In time I came to love your gentle nature, and I wanted to live that life you offered to share with me.

No, you never would have harmed me intentionally, but there was one way you were going to inevitably break my heart. You were going to die, and while death inevitably parts all lovers, they generally have the hope of spending many happy decades together. That’s what I thought we might have when we first fell in love. We both thought as much, didn’t we?

The cancer diagnosis threw both of us for a loop. I’ll never forget the look on your face when you told me the news. You sank to the ground, devastation etched into every line of your face. The world was falling apart around us both. It wasn’t just the word “cancer” that left us reeling. That world alone is frightening enough. The words “inoperable” and “terminal” were far worse. I think I could have dealt with it all if there were better odds. I’d like to think I could have held your hand through all the treatments if I had a possible future to focus on and bolster me when the times got tough.

When you asked me to marry you, I pictured what that would entail. Marrying you would have meant standing by your side and watching you waste away. The prospect of watching you die slowly and in agony scared me more than anything ever had before. At that time in my life, I didn’t think I could face it. I couldn’t imagine that I might have that kind of strength inside of me.

This sounds like a weak excuse. You didn’t have a choice in whether you faced this reality, did you? The only choice you had the freedom to make was how you coped with this. And you tried to make the best of it. You chose to embrace the love you had and focus on the positive things the world still had to offer you. You asked me to become your wife and make your last days that much brighter.

To this day, I don’t know how I managed to stand there and say no with such calm. I didn’t even avert my eyes. I was too stunned by the gravity of it all and the finality of my decision.

You were hurt, but you still looked me in the eye and told me you understood, that you couldn’t blame me for my choice. I saw how much you wanted to mean it, and maybe you even did mean it a little. The pain I inflicted on you with my rejection likely wouldn’t allow you to forgive me completely in that moment, and I can’t blame you for that. As wonderful as you always were, you were still a human man with human emotions. You had every reason to resent me for walking away. I know I do. 

My change of heart came too late, and my pain is of my own making. I should have taken that risk. I see now that I lost you the moment I said no, and it took your death for me to confront that fact. It aches to know that you are no longer part of this world, and I wonder how you felt about me after I walked out of your life. If I had come back and begged for forgiveness, would you have even wanted me there? I guess I’ll never know the answer.

Here I am, reading this in front of the black marble gravestone your mother selected for you. There’s a lovely forest scene etched into it, and it reminds me of that picnic we took for our last anniversary. That was a great day, wasn’t it? The cancer was already growing inside you, already killing you, but neither of us knew it yet. I’d give anything to go back to that place.

I’ll leave this letter with you, and I’ll carry my regret home with me. Hopefully that regret won’t tarnish the happy memories I have of our time together. It would be a tragedy to lose those, too. 

I’ll always love you.

Sincerely yours,

Word Count: 913

Friday, August 10, 2018

Celebrate the Small Things-August 10, 2018

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

I'm going to be doing some shopping for school supplies this weekend. Part of my joy comes from sending my boys off to class (I love having them around during the summer, but yikes I need my writing time too!), but I'm also celebrating because that means I get to buy notebooks and pens and all sorts of wonderful things. Yes, most of it will be for the kids, but surely I can indulge with a couple of items for myself. I always need more pens since my kids are constantly stealing mine. And really, can a writer have too many notebooks?

The weather was nice this week, so I took the kids to the park.  I even got some good pictures.

And here's another good picture from this week.  It's difficult to get a picture of all three of them together. Why won't kids ever hold still?

What would you like to celebrate?

Friday, August 3, 2018

Celebrate the Small Things: August 3, 2018

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

I've started a new short story and gotten a little more work done on my novel WIP this week. While I didn't put as many words on the page as I would have liked, I'll still celebrate the progress that I've made.

Summer is winding down quickly. My boys are looking forward to starting school again, and I've been doing what I can to get them ready. There was a clothing sale locally, and I was able to get some nice clothes for all three of the kids for super cheap. Success!

My husband and I pulled our old dart board out of storage earlier this week, and we've played several games since then. I almost forgot how much I enjoy a good game of darts. I can't say I'm a great player by any means, but it's fun all the same.

What would you like to celebrate?

Wednesday, August 1, 2018

The Insecure Writer's Support Group: August 2018

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 assembled another wonderful group of co-hosts: Erika Beebe, Sandra Hoover, Susan Gourley, and Lee Lowery.

Be sure to visit the IWSG website!

The optional question for this month is: What pitfalls would you warn other writers to avoid on their publication journey?

There are so many to choose from!  I think I would warn my fellow writers to thoroughly research before querying agents or approaching publishers.  There are so many wonderful agents and publishers large and small out there, but there are also sharks lurking in those publishing waters.  Bad actors will do all they can to present themselves as polished and professional, but in reality, their main goal is to take advantage of you for their own benefit.

Fortunately, the IWSG website has a page filled with writer resources, and many of them are dedicated to telling you which agents and publishers are legitimate and which are not.  You can also connect with your fellow writers who are further along in their publishing journey and benefit from the wisdom they've gained.  We writers need to stick together, after all!

Which publishing pitfalls would you like to warn others about?

Friday, July 27, 2018

Celebrate the Small Things-July 27, 2018

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

I've been out all day running errands, so this is the first chance I've had to write this post. The errands are now done, and I have some wine chilling so I can relax after the kids go to bed.

One of my sisters-in-law had a baby on Wednesday, so I have a new niece! She is absolutely beautiful, and my kids are all excited to have a new cousin.

I'm making my homemade lasagna this weekend. It always tastes delicious, but this recipe also takes three hours from start to finish. As you can imagine, I don't make it too often because of that fact, but I'm really looking forward to eating it! I will not be doing the dishes, though. I feel it's only fair that someone else handles that side of things after I put in that much work.

What would you like to celebrate?

Friday, July 20, 2018

Celebrate the Small Things-July 20, 2018

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

Posting late again, mostly because it's been a crazy couple of days and I forgot. Oops! 

The weather around here was a bit unstable yesterday, to say the least. There were 27 reports of tornadoes all over Iowa, and at one point, the tornado siren where I live went off. Right in the middle of Zoe's nap time, so she was a bit grumpy about that.  Still, I'm grateful we didn't have any storm damage here. Some towns weren't so lucky and sustained serious damage.

Today is the start of our annual town celebration, so there are going to be fun activities for the kids at the park tonight. They're looking forward to the facing painting and petting zoo.  Tomorrow we'll attend the parade, and there are going to be bouncy houses for the kids to play in. They always love that part. I have the feeling I'm going to be worn out afterwards.

What would you like to celebrate?

Friday, July 13, 2018

Celebrate the Small Things-July 13, 2018

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

I know I'm posting late, but it's been a busy day and I kept forgetting to sit down and do this.  I hope you're all successfully avoiding people in hockey masks this Friday the 13th.

We ended up visiting the zoo last Saturday, and the kids had the best time.  Zoe absolutely loved the giraffes.  Afterwards we also spent some time with friends we hadn't seen in awhile, and that was nice.  Then on Sunday, my son Jude got to try out his inflatable boat that he got for his birthday this year.  He loved it!  So all in all, last weekend was a good one.

I have a bottle of wine waiting for me for later, so I'm definitely celebrating that right now.  Oh, and tacos for dinner tonight.  Tacos are also amazing.

What would you like to celebrate?

Friday, July 6, 2018

Celebrate the Small Things-July 6, 2018

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

I'd like to start by wishing my husband a happy birthday! Though today is his special day, he still has to go to work, but at least it's Friday, right?

We all had a great 4th of July weekend. We got to set off and see lots of neat fireworks, and all of us remained safe.  The kids had an amazing time, and they were disappointed that the fireworks are now done until next year.  

I'd also like to celebrate the release of the Normal Deviation anthology.  It's always a thrill to see something I wrote published in a book.  I think that's a feeling a lot of writers can relate to. I try to remind myself of that feeling every time I get discouraged about my work.

What would you like to celebrate?

Tuesday, July 3, 2018

The Insecure Writer's Support Group: July 2018

It's time for another meeting of The Insecure Writer's Support Group.  Our host Alex J. Cavanaugh has recruited another bunch of fantastic co-hosts for this month: Nicki Elson, Juneta Key, Tamara Narayan, and Patricia Lynne

Be sure to check out the IWSG website!

Before I get to the optional question for this month, I'd like to announce that the Normal Deviation anthology is now available for purchase.  My short story "Becoming Death's Personal Assistant" is part of this wonderfully weird collection.

Here are some purchase links for anyone who may be interested in getting a copy.



You can also add it on Goodreads.

Now on to this month's question.

What are your ultimate writing goals, and how have they changed over time (if at all)?

I first realized I wanted to be a writer when I was six years old.  I used to look at the bookshelves in my childhood home and marvel at all the exciting stories contained within those pages.  I diligently began to scrawl my own imaginings on a stack of wide ruled notebook paper.  The results were largely incomprehensible.  My vocabulary was limited, the spelling wasn't always the best, and I had no idea how to construct a paragraph or use most punctuation marks.  Nevertheless, that was the beginning of a lifetime love for writing, and it started because I too wanted my books to sit on bookshelves someday.  I wanted to be able to see my work for sale in bookstores.

That goal has remained firmly in place, and I've been working toward it ever since.  Now I can happily say that I have a number of short stories published, as well as a few novellas, all of which sit on my bookshelf at home.  I will continue writing, and hopefully one day I'll walk past a novel I wrote in a physical bookstore.  I think that's a goal a lot of writers share.

What are your ultimate writing goals, and have they changed over time?