Missed a few days here…

…some because I was just swamped with life, and then some because… I couldn’t think of anything worth sharing.

Now I’m back to try again.

Today was gorgeous. Sunny, around 80F, a soft breeze.  Birds singing, squirrels courting, azaleas, camellias, and spring flowers in mad profusion.  Children calling and laughing.  Remy, my Staffordshire, went out early and just didn’t come in.  Found her stretched out in the backyard, sunbathing.  Life is good.

On the writing front, things are … bumpy.  I am thrilled I completed the edits on Khyr’s story.  It is tighter, cleaner.  Not perfect…they never are…but I am proud of it.

The harder part is ahead.  What next?  I have a story I love.  Characters I adore and want to send out to meet the world.  So far the suggestions from those I know and care about who are part of the publishing industry (authors, editors, etc) are very very disheartening.  I am not usually one to be thin-skinned at all.  I accept critiques with delight in what I can learn and possibly improve.  I am open to advice and criticism because I want so very much to be the best possible writer I can be…

But this time…it is like ripping my soul out.

A friend whose clarity and wisdom I much appreciate suggested it is not just ‘this’ … but that it is another layer of pain and stress on top of all the monumental stress and fear we are already coping with in our day to day lives.  Another layer of hopelessness.

I want to tell you….don’t give up.  Don’t give in. We are strong enough to overcome the fear and the sorrows.  Strong enough to keep trying, to hold onto the precious things…like flowers in the morning sun, and our children’s laughter… and remember that the fight is worth it.  The human race is worth it.  Our world is worth it.

And, hopefully, in the end…maybe even just this small writer’s dream will be worth holding onto … until it is time for it to bloom as well.

 

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What now?

I wanted to begin back to blogging here the first of this New Year.

Frankly I was too depressed and worried to have anything encouraging to offer.  It wasn’t just the sudden terror of the new administration…although that certainly was more than enough.  There was a lot of turmoil on the home front too.  Culminating in a court decision we never ‘saw’ coming and broke our hearts but not our spirits.  We go on.  We fight on.

Some things… these kids… this country… are too important to yield to sorrow and despair

So here we are.  February.  January and February are, traditionally, ‘winter’ here in the Lowcountry.  Not so much this year.  The camellias are in bloom.  The azaleas are beginning to open. The sun shines and it has been low to mid 70s almost every day. Can’t really complain about a ‘winter’ where you can happily play at the beach without needing sweats.

Writing continues.

THIS was my Christmas gift from my amazing kids.  A printed hardcopy of my manuscript!

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I cried, LOL!

Edits on that one are almost completed and there are others in the works.  Always a story waiting to be told. And in these days… that is a bright star on a dark night indeed.

 

Sliding into autumn…

September!  how the heck did it get to be SEPTEMBER already?  The days are already getting shorter and soon the ninnies…err powers that be…shall insist on depriving us of our lovely daylight savings time and once more all things will begin in darkness.

Most of my friends are running gleefully into fall.  I am hanging onto summer with fingers and toes, screaming:  NOOOO!  Don’t leave me!

Still the month holds much joy.  A trip to Long Island to see my beautiful daughter, amazing son (why do I have to keep adding the dang “in-law” part.. ) and their awesome little Squid. And my Reesie is there.  And Kris.  Going to be wonderful and Spud is going too.  Even better.

and KHYR’s edits are completed!  so Judah can have a read ….whenever he has time away from his post-grad novel… also fun!  And to celebrate,,, here is our FANTASY FRIDAY picture….

Love this one…

A fabulous Friday full of fun!

What a wonderful day… lots to do, chores.  Walked to the grocery store and got food for the weekend because tomorrow I get to go to see my Reesie’s musical “She Loves Me”  which is her first mainstage production as a professional stage manager. Can’t wait to see it.

Meanwhile, the weather is nice.  The weekend looks to be awesome and the writing is zipping along in spite of my minor melt downs  (it’s been too long, the edits will never end, the last book I ‘edited’ I destroyed, what if …what if… what if….) The typical  writer’s panic attack list.

AND… best of all… it is FRIDAY!  Which means not only the end of another long week, but another wonderful Fantasy Friday posting.  I have such fun finding the pictures to post here… I hope others enjoy them as well.

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Just another magic Monday

and the Lowcountry is blessed with sunshine for Presiden’t Day.  Not much happening here…without a car I can’t actually take the kids anywhere.  But teenage son was just happy to sleep in and spend the day playing his games.

Since I have nowhere to go, I spent some hours reading…a few cleaning house… and a LOT writing.  I love writing.  I love the flow, the feel, the worlds that spring from the page.  And when my writing day was done, there were edits for my Judah and his absolutely fascinating story he is writing for his master’s class.  Literary…but not.  And he has found his voice at last.  His love for this story shines through its dark themes.  That was such fun.

Also got to Skype with my Squid.  Who sang some songs for me.  Hid behind his hands a lot.  And said his favorite bedtime book was “the Oma book”  😀   I love that boy. “Goodnight Moon” has been passed on once more.