Update & Other Useless Information

Good morning! :)

I thought of doing things a little different today.  I'm so excited to announce this!
Some of you may roll your eyes while  others maybe just excited  as I am. 
I finally hit 71,100 words for my MS.  This may not seem like a goal for all those  authors  who have N books piling up.  But for me it's an accomplishment. For someone who takes her time to finish anything...this is a great feat.  All I have let is cue epic battle scene which is going to be my biggest battle, literally.  But night after night I chunk away at the scenes before,  building the necessary tension and fear in some characters. Who wouldn't be scared facing an army knowing you have to defeat the bad guy or else the world will fall? Riddle me that. 
I'm hoping to have everything finely tuned for an online contest coming up at the end of October. All I really need is peace,  quiet &  a few hours to hash this all out then a few days to tweak. I got this!
Wish me luck!

P. S.  I thought I posted this last week,  so I'm still behind.  But I'll get all caught up.  No worries!  :)

Any tips or advice about contests? Comment & let me know what you think. 

Fly

Perched high on the dead branch of the river birch.
His watchful eyes gaze upon me.
I tred carefully awaiting his approval from his perch. 
No answer he gives, only a turn of his grand head. 
I move toward my destination by and by,  leaving him behind.
A chirp he says as I leave comes from his sharp beak. 
Looking back at his greatness, the white of his head stands on its edges. 
The largeness of him increases when no reply is given. 
From those wide and wild eyes I wish to be hidden. 
So they may unsee my soul and what lieth there in the dark. 
He releases a screech as his bronze feathers gleam. 
The depths of me awakens as it becomes clear. 
I run through the trees when he pushes of the branch stirring the leaves. 
He screeches and I cast my eyes to the sky. 
The sun throws the bird's shadow below as we break into the meadow. 
I have no shadow of my own. 
I run faster  as he soars further, as one we stride. 
With outstretched arms the wind moves against  me.
Closing me eyes I feel him there in the sky. 
The ground leaves my feet as together we fly. 

Hope Has Feathers

"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul"

Hope does a lot for us aspiring writers. It helps us overcome the first time ever writing. It helps us complete the novel we've sweated, cried and bled out. It saves us from sinking deep while drudging through the query trenches. It keeps us sane while waiting for "The Call".
Hope my friends is what whispers to us & tells us to never give up on writing.

Accepting No One's Definition

Hello my lovelies!
Vacation was busy, crazy and fun. I got quite a few hours in on my MS during the extremely long drive down the great OK. But I've missed my blog & all my daily reading of other blogs. I'll try to post twice this week to make up for being gone. :)

"Accept no one's definition of your life, define yourself"

You know those people. The ones who try to shape your life into the same shape as his/her own. The ones who criticize & badger you down feeling as though they filled your shoes with cement. It's hard not to give into their demands after being hounded time after time.
It's hard to be a writer in this day & age. Others, non-writters, don't see value in writing as we do. The same people don't see writing as a career. That's when they start defining your life, trying to tell you how to live, what to do & so forth. Save yourself some stress & headache...don't listen to their 'advice' on how your life should be. Only you know what is true & right for your heart, family & life. Trust me when I say those who don't value something the same as you will always make some argument against the thing which you value. It's a waste of time & energy trying to convince them otherwise. Just save yourself the hassle. Besides, what really matters is whether or not you're happy. Haters gonna hate & pay them no mind. :)

Holding On & Letting Go

"Some of us think holding on makes us strong, but sometimes it is letting go"

Oh how true this is. In my last post I stated how I've shelved my first MS, I knew it was time. Somehow it hit me. Bam! I cannot revise this MS into something publishable. No matter what acts of desperation I pursue. I was holding on to it for so long hoping, dreaming, one day...
Letting go of revising an endless amounts of time, has set me free. I'm far less stressed thinking and dwelling on this beloved first. With the new year it's time to dust of 2015 & charge forth to 2016 with bigger ideas.

Is there something you're clinging to that needs to be released?
Let's start fresh with a blank page together.

Carrying the Load

"It's not the load that breaks you down, it's how you carry it."

I love this. In recent situations, this quote is golden with all the wisdom it possesses. But let me start with the whole being a woman thing. Not being feminist or anything like that. I'm simply stating being a woman is hard. As women we are expected, ( most of us anyways), to keep the house, work a full time job, balance social life, take care of children & the husband/other. It's quite difficult and more so with the addition to any hobbies, extra-curricular activities. Women are loaded with responsibilities. Naturally we handle them different than men. (Stay with me I will make a point with all the back story). How our lives are balancing reflects upon our writing. Take myself for example, my social life, is crazy busy, (not bragging at all & not saying I'm Mrs. Popular) but we've hardly been home which means no writing for me. By the time the morning rolls around I can't drag myself out of bed that extra hour to write after getting a few hours of sleep. I've tried & failed miserable. So I've come to this conclusion encapsulated in the quote above and hinged in some time management. It's not about all the responsibilities I carry. It's how I choose to disperse them even within my life. Hopefully soon I'll be back on track with finally finishing my MS.

I'm sorry I'm not sorry this was a longer blog today. I'll be on a sunny vacation soon therefore I won't be posting for at least 2 weeks. Take care! :)

Letting a Little Fangirl Show

A tidbit about myself.
I am a huge horse enthusiasts. The 'horse' stage that most little girls grow out of...I never left. I've ridden horses a fair amount in my life. I've worked with quite a few of them as well. Not only am I an aspiring author, I am an aspiring horse trainer. I know a little more than the basics when it comes to horses but I would also love to hone this skill in. As for my fangirl I will share with you my dream horse.
This ladies and gentlmen is a Gypsy Vanner horse. I won't bother going into great detail about how perfect these horses are with beauty that, dare I say, rivals a Morgan. So if anyone wants to buy me one for Christmas, I won't refuse.
;) Until I can afford one I'll settle for just about any horse I can get my hands on. Beggers can't be choosers right?