Archive | May, 2010

Living off the kindness of strangers…

14 May

Now don’t take that title the wrong way… I pay my own bills (And usually on time too!!) What I mean by that is how much one a single compliment, from someone I don’t know, can fuel my ability to write for days. A while back, there was a joke about authors needing to be fed and watered, but they needed to be fed encouragement (not food). I can’t even begin to describe how incredibly true that joke turned out to be. In the past four weeks, my sales for the book I wrote ‘Divine Touch‘ have been dismal at best. Now, I know that promoting is not one of my biggest strengths, but I couldn’t believe I completely failed at it either.

That being said the fact remains that I suck. Not just suck… but completely and total failure at convincing people beyond friends and family (and believe me… not even very many of THEM bought it). I began to wonder if I had what it takes to do both… write and promote. (which of course led to me wondering if I would write at all… maybe that’s why they weren’t buying it… the book was just awful.)

Then, out of the blue, a woman messages me on Facebook to tell me how much she enjoyed the book. I didn’t know her, not related to her, didn’t give birth to her, or anything.. she really saw it, wanted to read it, got it and read it!! (And enjoyed it so much she felt the need to write to me and tell me about it!) In that one moment of reading that message, my ‘encouragement fed meter’ spiked and suddenly I’m more enthusiastic about writing in general.

Yes… I really am that neurotic…




What are these green things?

10 May

I remember a time when it thrilled me to no end, that my children ate vegetables and would actually ask for more. Then I discovered that I could write novels. Fast forward three years, two point five books, later and this is a conversation I had with my child.

Child: Mom, there’s something in this, its green.

Mom: I put green beans in it.

Child: I think its mold.

Mom: It’s not mold its green beans.

Child: I tasted it, its mold.

Mom: How would you know what mold tasted like?

Child: Are your really asking that? No offense but you aren’t the greatest cook in the world.

Mom: I would never make you mold.

Child: God has that part taken care of. What are these green things again?


Child: They need salt.

There really are no words to discuss how sad this makes me that my teenage child had no idea what green beans were.  Or that my food has taught her what mold taste like. I’m going grocery shopping tomorrow and buying nothing but vegetables!!

And coffee

Oh and well I need starbucks doubleshots

Oh and stuff for the kids to eat… oh wait I’m getting vegetables.

Shopping list: