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Tuesday, 28 March 2017

Getting My S**t Together!

Have you ever been in a slump? You know, one of those ‘I don’t have the drive to do anything’ kind of blahs? I was in one for a long time, and am slowly crawling out of it, but let me tell you this does not happen overnight. Nope. It can take days, weeks, and sometimes months.

My slump started after my brother passed away a few years ago, and even though I was able to write two books in that time, I was not able to do more. In fact it pulled me completely out of my routine of daily activities, writing, and marketing. Instead I needed to grieve, and spend extra time with my family.

Last year I still felt out of sorts. I needed a change, get out of the house and meet new people. 
So I decided to go back to work full time at first and then part time. This was great. I loved it, but I also got further and further from my life as a writer. I began feeling like I wasn’t myself; the urge to write was so overwhelming it made me miserable. I had no time…and when I did, something always came up. 

Son #1 needed me to help him into adulthood, Son #2 needed me to drive him somewhere, Son #3 had a basketball game. It was constant, and even though the want to write was always there I became frustrated. 
I could not find the time to fulfill my need to tap away on my computer. I grew more and more restless, angry and then depressed. I had deadlines to meet, stories to tell, and all of it was not going to happen if I did not get my shit together. 

What was the problem? 

Why couldn’t I find time to do all of the things I used to do?

It boiled down to one thing.


I’ve always had one. While raising my boys I would’ve never made it without a routine. My husband works out of town and so most of the day to day activities were my responsibility. I took the boys to hockey, lacrosse, ran a house hold and business and still wrote books. So what was my excuse?

I had no schedule!

I’m a borderline OCD introvert with a love for whiskey…I know what you’re thinking that spells disaster, but for me it is what drives me to do the things I'd put off otherwise. It is what has gotten me this far in my writing career. The fear of not finishing. The desire to have it all. The passion to write a great story that will stay with my readers for a long time. It is the wanting to learn new things, to have a close relationship with my boys, to be a good friend, a good wife. It is my makeup if you will...my inner clock timing things to where I can accomplish them without going insane. It is my determination to get things done, no matter how much sleep I am deprived of. And my love for the written word and wanting to be a part of it. 

Getting back into this mode was not an easy task. I had to set the routine in place and follow it, and I am happy to report I am heading back down the path. I have two books to write this year, and others to follow, and more importantly my family, who will always have my time first.  

Perseverance is the word that best describes my new journey, and no matter what…I will survive.


Tuesday, 14 February 2017

Soup and Writing...

There is a moment, and it happens for me often when I am taken to another time, or another place. Where I witness a glimpse of a story. Scenes dance within my sight, some blurry, some clear, and a yearning to see it all overcomes me.

Yesterday I had a moment. It was a short one, nothing that I could sit down and write an 85,000-word novel with, but it was the start. It was the beginning of a brew, a concoction of sorts that will soon be given a hearty dose of substance any good  story needs.

It is time to make soup.

Yes, my stories are much like soup, a warm cup of bisque that nourishes the soul. Who doesn’t like soup? It has the necessity for anyone to live AND sustains my need to write.

But just like any recipe if you don’t have the right ingredients your soup will become bland and boring, and worse uneaten. You have to crave the flavor, the mixture of spices blended together to entice your senses.

I can stir a pot of flavorless broth for months, with nothing to add to it. I will not lie this perplexes,
frustrates, and yes, you guessed it causes me to drink more than I already do. When there is no base to your soup, you end up with just water, a murky broth that even the dog won’t eat.

It takes patience, and I have none.

I’m Italian for goodness sakes time is something we are not good at. However, these things need to work themselves out…and so I ponder the characters, their conflicts, who, what, where, and damn it, why?

I stoke the fire, heating the broth as I stir some more.

This moment—this soup—will become more than cloudy water. It will become my life for the next three months. I will eat, sleep and breathe my brew allowing it to wrap around my heart and move my fingers to tell the story that has been dormant inside of my soul.

I will write until the pot is empty, until I have nothing left and then…I will make more soup.


Saturday, 3 December 2016

Sunday, 20 November 2016

Lakota Honor Coming Soon in Audio Book!

I never thought I'd get the opportunity to have one of my books published in audio, but it has happened and I have Apparatus Auspicious Press to thank for it! 

Book 1 in the Branded Trilogy!

Tuesday, 20 September 2016

Why Anne Rice is Awesome!

When SACRED LEGACY was in the editing stages with my publisher, Imajin Books, it was up to me to find endorsements for my new book. This is one of the author jobs I don’t particularly like. I can never get the email right, self-doubt shrouds me, and anxiety sits in the back of my throat waiting to steal my breath and cramp my chest.

Anne Rice was one of the authors I decided to contact. I know she is way out of my league, and I am just a miniscule author compared to her and all of her achievements, but I admire her so much I thought I’d give it a try.

Over the six years I have been a published author, I’ve had the honor to hold small conversations with Miss Rice via her Facebook page. She has even shared one of my blog posts, which I will never forget and will forever be thankful for.

I drafted an email asking Miss Rice if she’d read my new book, SACRED LEGACY, and possibly
offer me a review blurb. This was a long shot I know, but to be honest I didn’t think she’d get my email. I figured a short form letter that was given to all her fans was the response, if any, I'd receive.

So after numerous drafts trying to get the email just right, several cups of coffee later, and a new twitch I'd developed in my left eye, I hit send. I told myself there would be no reply today and went about my routine.

Twenty-five minutes later I received a notification in my mailbox from Anne Rice. It was not a form letter, but a simple note written with kindness by none other than one of my favorite authors, Miss Rice herself.

She did not accept to read my book, and to some of you this may not be good news. However, to me it was everything!
Anne wrote me back!
Yes, she denied the opportunity to read SACRED LEGACY, but she read my email, she read the whole thing, and she wished me luck! I understood why she could not read the book she was suffering from shingles and Bells Palsey at the time to which I wished her a speedy recovery.

Anne Rice is the author I want to be…

You see, Miss Rice does not hold herself on a pedestal because she’s sold millions of books. She does not reek of arrogance, and ego-driven mentality because she’s been a New York Times Bestseller, and is basically known all over the world. She is kind, demure, and genuine. She holds conversations on her page with her thousands of fans. She shares posts, she engages, showing who she is and what she stands for. If comments get out of hand she handles them with the utmost respect for those on the page, and for herself.

I aspire to be the author Anne Rice is, not for the riches and celebrity, but instead the self-effacing, the always knowing where I came from, the one who gives back, the author who emails a small-time author personally to wish them well on their book, to tell them it sounds wonderful…and maybe…had she not been sick she might have read it?

It is people like Anne who make the world a better place, and it is the author Miss Rice is that instills hope in someone like me to believe anything is possible, and no matter what happens within my career genuine heartfelt kindness is what really matters most. 

"Whether you're a writer or a person trying to go on learning from things, you try your best to be charitable to others. Never, never to hurt their feelings. Never, never to be cold. Never to be indifferent. Never to think that your grief or your pain, entitles you to do that to another human being. The words from St. Paul are absolutely true - we must have charity, and we must have love. That's what grief has taught me. It's taught me to love. I think I can love more deeply now than ever. I think God has been very good to me in giving me that capacity. I want to put that into my novels."  ~ Anne Rice