I’m writing a new short story…

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In an effort to start writing again consistently, I am drafting a new short story that I thought of several years ago. It’s a mysterious ghost story involving a strange mist and airplanes.

The idea for this story came to me from this image above that I found years ago somewhere online…

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Excited for the weekend…

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I’ve had a stressful six weeks, and I am so ready for General Conference (where the leaders from the LDS Church speak to us) on both Saturday and Sunday!

Relaxing at home with my family as we listen to inspired talks that inspire me to keep going, and to keep trying.

One of my favorite quotes is from our living Prophet, President Thomas S. Monson: “Decisions are constantly before us. To make them wisely, courage is needed.”

I can’t wait to feel uplifted, and hope you will join us! Click on lds.org to watch.

Investment Home

Last week my sons and I drove 21 hours to the Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania in search of purchasing an investment home. We spent a great deal of time in the town of Freedom where my cousin Kevin lives with his family.
I found a beautiful home for $76,ooo that didn’t need a lot of work, but the price was too high for our budget. My heart and soul REALLY wanted to buy that house and keep it as a rental home for extra income.

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Photo Credit: Berkshire Hathaway Preferred Realty

Yesterday morning I found a great real estate agent who works with investors looking for properties and actually sent me a list of homes under $50,000 while we were still on the phone. Both Jim and I combed through the list and hope that we can purchase one soon, and then fix it up and sell it for a nice profit. I have so many goals for this business and look forward to finally buying one.

Please pray that I find my first profitable home!

I Don’t Remember

My goal is to write more consistently, and Ann Dee Ellis is an author who offers writing prompts on her blog Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Click here if you are interested in joining us! Today’s prompt is: I don’t remember…

I don’t remember a lot of my past because of the brain fog of fibromyalgia, a condition that makes the nerves in my body ultra-sensitive along with tender muscles throughout my body.

I also forget books I’ve read unless I read it over and over and over. The memories are in there, but I can’t reach them. It’s similar to the notifications that Microsoft computers give when you the computer says file not found, or this file does not exist. Sometimes I think of the memories I can’t remember, such as conversations my husband and I have, or watching something I’ve seen on T.V.

That’s a major reason why I blog, post pictures on Facebook and Instagram, etc. It makes it so much easier for me to scrapbook and write in my journal.

I Remember When

Ann Dee Ellis is an author  who also started a memoir writing group and encourages writers to write. She gives prompts 3 days a week and then we write for eight minutes. Please feel free to join in!

Here’s my eight minute attempt today: 

I remember when my husband and I met my two sons, Seth and Noah, in July of 2005. Seth was an adorable four-year-old with a huge smile, and Noah was twenty two-months yet he looked like he a one-year-old.

They were living in the Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania area with foster parents. I remember the day my case worker called me and informed Jim and I that we were chosen by the county case worker to raise these boys after they viewed our home study (think lots of paperwork and interviews with case workers about your life history).

We met them on a Saturday morning at their foster family’s home along with their caseworker, Sarah. Jim and I instantly fell in love with them and felt an instant bond, like they were our boys and they had always lived with us. I felt a maternal love where I wanted to protect them and even apologized for some of their bad, bad behavior, as if this couple were watching our children. Actually, in essence they were watching them for us since we took them in and eventually adopted them.

My heart was filled with love and hope of finally starting our family with the love of my life.

 

Birthday Surprise

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Photo Credit: http://www.hotelgalvez.com

My husband surprised me with a trip to Galveston, Texas for my birthday on June 30th. He booked a hotel room at a beautiful hotel that he knew I long desired for called the Hotel Galvez.

Hotel Pool

This hotel was built in 1911 on an island that has so much history with some ghost residents that I changed the location of my paranormal novel series from upstate New York to Galveston. We swam in the beautiful pool and after we finished taking our showers, I couldn’t help myself. I took the elevator up to the 5th floor and searched for the legendary suite 501.  The story claims that a young woman stayed in this suite as she waited for her fiance to return from sea and when it was reported that his ship sunk and all lives were lost, she became extremely depressed. She hung herself on the fire escape much to the horror of her love who returned to the hotel looking for her.

We had such a nice time together where we could focus on being together and relaxing. I felt pampered and loved. If you ever visit Galveston, click here to find out more about the Hotel Galvez.

 

Life Lessons

As my kids grow older, parenting them gets more difficult. I’m grateful that my husband and I have the time they need to help them navigate this adventure we call life.

As parents we have learned SO MUCH compared to when we first met our boys in 2005, and although these lessons have been tough parental growing pains, they have been exactly what we need to become better people.

I’ve learned how to read people and know when they are either being sneaking or lying, or when something is bothering them. But it is so hard, oh so hard for me to help them every single day instead of giving in to my anxiety for them.

Showing Emotion

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I find so many helpful writing tips on Pinterest, and showing emotion through dialogue hasn’t come as naturally to me as I thought it would as far as what the character is doing while either speaking or listening to whoever is in the scene with them. However, this post from The Writer’s Handbook Tumblr blog,  who shared it from  One Stop For Writer’s Pinterest board explains the way to show important emotions that for some reason haven’t come easy to me.

Emotions such showing interest or disinterest in a character, showing nervousness, frustration or anger, (such as trembling or clenching their fists), sadness, etc. While I’m reading a good book for the first time, the plot itself holds my attention, which is exactly what our books should do for readers. When the writing is so well done that I barely pay attention to the grammar and writing style of the author the first time I read it, that is a story that I will read again from my writer’s mind.

 

My Brother Is Awesome

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I love my brother, Billy. He is one of the kindest people I know. Always willing to help me with anything I need, any hour of the day.

We went to the Houston LDS temple on Wednesday, and had a great day together. While I prepared myself to leave, I thought about how awesome he is and how fortunate I am to have him as my brother and my friend.

I’m grateful for all of my blessings, and my family is one of the greatest of them all.

Struggles

When I first set my goal of editing my NanoWrimo WIP, I had a high hope of finishing by yesterday. Since nothing in my life goes as I think it will, when problems arose, it was one of the first things I stopped working on.

April turned out to be a month of how can I help my twelve-year-old deal with his frustration and anger more effectively. He has a bit of a temper when performing an unpreferred activity such as going to school or getting off electronics.

As his mother, my first priority is to help him. He is what the experts call a high functioning autistic boy, which pretty much means that he sometimes behaves like an average twelve year old, while other times behaving like a three year old boy having a terrible temper tantrum.

With a lot of prayer and patience, I figured out what was the best course of action at this time to best help him. Often it comes at the expense of me working on my manuscripts, and I am okay with that! My family comes first, for one day I will wake up and my children will be living on their own and will be out of my sphere of influence, and I don’t want to wonder if I did all that I could to help them navigate these turbulent years.

And I’m happy that as I wrote my notes on what I should/could do to help bring the different versions of my manuscript together I figured out how to do it, so that’s a win to me!