Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Story Time- How God brought my husband to me


So I had an entire blog post written out and scheduled to post today, but I feel like I need to share how God brought Josh into my life. I know this blog isn’t really a platform for many personal things, but this is too important not to share.

Let’s start off with some background information on me to set the stage. In college I met someone and we dated, and then became engaged during the 3 years we were together. However, he was not the one meant for me, and eventually I realized that and we broke up. I dated here and there afterward, never really finding anyone to “click with” so I made a promise not to date for a year.

During that year I wrote three books, and edited a draft of two I had previously written. I got a better job; I bought a car, got involved with a young adults group at my church, and was way more involved in NANOWRIMO. Then in a twist that rocked me to my core, I lost that better job after 18 months. “Downsizing”.  No one likes that word. So there I was, jobless, facing my absolute worst fear.  As I was driving away that fateful Tuesday morning, tears streaming down my face, I threw my hands in the air and said “Okay God, you gave this job to me for a reason, I know you’ve got a plan and I will trust in that plan.”

A sense of peace came over me. That said, I put in several resumes and started job searching that day. But all the while I felt this sense of peace. That everything was going to work out. I went on job interviews, and sent out more resumes. But what I did everyday was edit. I was able to edit two books during the month a half before I was given the job I have now. And I remember my last interview here lasted all of 15 min, I drove home thinking I didn’t get it.

As I was changing out of the dress clothes I had worn, I got the call. “We’d like to offer…” and I said yes. However, the job was 45 min away from my parent’s house, where I had been living at the time. I thought “Thank you God! I know it’s a drive, but I have a more fuel efficient car, so it’ll be fine. I will go where you are leading me.”

I started, and of course went through the training, though if I’m honest, I still am in training. There is just so much to learn, it will take years to amass the knowledge necessary to be really good at my job. I was here a month a half when something sparked me to post on Facebook that I was done with men again, and that I was ready to go back to the no dating rule. Just an aside, I never post that kind of thing publicly, so that was totally God. Then one of my old managers from my Walgreens days messaged me saying that if I wanted to, she had someone I should meet. And that he was even a Christian.

I have never dated a man who believed in God. Well, maybe one or two of them did, but they weren’t church goers, and truly in the faith. So during my year of no dating, I realized that I should pray for my future spouse; that they would be a Godly man, who knew a personal relationship with Jesus.

We started texting on a Monday night after work. We texted all night. It was amazing. He was smart, funny, and we had some common interests and life experiences. We texted all the next day, and decided to meet after work on Wednesday. We texted all that day too, literally up until he walked through the door at Starbucks.

When he walked in he was everything I had prayed for in a man. He was tall, with wide shoulders, green eyes, and dirty blonde hair. He had strong, able, honest hands and eyes. And I trusted him immediately. Halfway through talking, I felt something telling me that he was the one I was waiting for, that he was my missing half. We ended up closing Starbucks down. And for those of you that know me, I am not a talker. But I can sit and talk with him for hours, from the weather, to movies, to TV, to Harry Potter, and not grow bored. I remember leaving thinking, “What does he see in me?”, and that I knew I had to see him again.

The amazing thing was that he lived not ten minutes from my new work. We met again that Saturday, for a day trip to the museum and then he wanted to make me dinner. The entire time we were in one of the exhibits I wanted him to kiss me, and then he did! And it was amazing. Indescribable, even to this day. And I knew that I wanted to kiss only him for the rest of life.

And he felt the same way about me! Everything is talked about between us, I have never had that. There is no fear of being judged. I can be my completely goofy, clumsy, nerdy self around him. I literally could not imagine my life without him in it.  I need him in a way that I have never felt.

So that is why we are getting married in January. Because when you meet your soul mate, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible. Not because of any other reason. Everything that led us together was not our doing. Not at all; it was all God. And I thank Him every day for bringing me the husband that I wanted, needed, and never thought I’d have.

Sorry for the length, I could have broken this into several parts, and maybe I will at a later time. But I felt that this needed sharing; for anyone struggling right now, or maybe someone out there needed a reminder. There is someone who loves and cares for you. He is waiting, knocking, and He wants to give you the desires of your heart. All you have to do is open the door.

We will return to our regularly scheduled writing/life themed blogs soon.

Monday, September 28, 2015

Fall Favorites

It is that time of year again! The air is crisper, the days are getting shorter, and I see orange and black everywhere.
It's fall! *cue canned cheering*
We are heading into my favorite season. And it's not even my birthday season. I have noticed a trend that people's favorite season often is simply because they were born in it. While I like spring, it's definitely not my favorite season. Truthfully, I have two favorite seasons, this time of year is just the start.
I love when you can taste that fall is coming. The atmosphere is just fresher, and the summer heat is long gone. My favorite time of year starts at the end of September and runs through about mid-January. I like snow for winter and new years, but about halfway through January and definitely by Valentines day I would love for the snow to be gone.
Enough for an intro, I thought that I would list my favorite things about fall!



*Cooler nights-much better for sleeping!
*Speaking of cooler weather, sweatshirts!!
*Cortland Apples are only available this time of year.
*Apple cider! Apple Spice! Cinnamon! I am NOT a Pumpkin spice girl, AT ALL.
*Thanksgiving food.
*Colorful trees once the leaves start changing.
*Bonfires with hot chocolate
*NANOWRIMO in November
*Halloween (or Samhain)
*Halloween candy!
*Carmel apples
*Thanksgiving Pies MMMmm
*Scarf weather, I am a crocheter after all!



Do you all have a favorite season? Or favorite aspects of fall? If so, what are they?

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

What my first negative review taught me- Whats Up Wednesday

Okay, the title is a bit misleading...my first negative reinforced a few things that I had already known about writing, but that was something that still came as a shock.
Two of my coworkers are fellow geeks. D&D, PS3, Xbox (whatever version), you name it, they have played it, or still do. It's pretty cool to have something in common with them, and makes me feel more at home there. One of them reads, a lot. He comes in early and reads before the start of work, reads over lunch, and I think some nights he stays and reads after work. So when I said I was self publishing a fantasy book, he was excited to read it. And I was equally excited to get back an opinion from someone whom I know has read the genre extensively, and who just reads in general.
So he started it. And slowly as the week it took him to read it went on...he wouldn't look me in the eye, when I walked past he slumped his shoulders, and in general his body language was not positive. I knew something was up.
NOW, in my last semester before graduating college my capstone professor disliked my writing. She essentially told me that I couldn't write, and that I have no talent with the written word.  My first thought was disbelief...how could a professor who is supposed to help me grow into a better writer be so condescending and rude?
My second thought was to wonder how I got through all of middle school, high school and college (until then) with teachers praising how I wrote? Were they wrong all of those years? Was writing really my passion? Did I really have a talent, or was I just kidding myself, and the teachers didn't have the heart to tell me? I ran through all of these questions, and finally decided on an answer.
She just didn't like my style (Or me).
I often forget that writing is art, and like all art, the beauty is in the eye of the beholder. It is subjective in nature. Two people can read the exact same words, and have completely opposite reactions and opinions.
I finally asked my coworker for his thoughts, and he gave them to me. Slowly. It was like pulling teeth to get him to really tell me his opinion. And it wasn't all bad. He really enjoyed Riona and Feoras's relationships, how well paced the story was, and the world building. But he also pointed out a few things that weren't so positive, or at least he thought they might not be.
It was difficult to hear someone talk about what they didn't like about my story. But I have to remind myself why I am writing. Honestly, I don't write for the reader. I write for me. These are my stories, and while I love it when people say that they enjoyed it, that isn't why I write.
I write for me. I write because I love the act of writing, planning, plotting and world building. I love losing myself in the worlds and characters my imagination comes up with. And while I will take any constructive comments into consideration, ultimately it is my story.
No one else can write it like I can, just as no one else can write yours either. So what if only 9 out of 10 people enjoy them? I love them, and you should love your stories too!
As always, stay drunk on writing so that reality cannot get to you, and keep writing my friends.


Link to my book on Amazon:


http://www.amazon.com/Through-Mountains-Chronicles-Incalescent-Trilogy/dp/1512254967/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1443014707&sr=8-1&keywords=through+the+mountains

Saturday, September 19, 2015

Really....Life will return to "normal"

Okay...clearly I have let life get in the way of blogging...well any writing really lately, which is not the norm. And I'm ready for that norm to return...any day now.
For the past few weeks life has been hectic, between finding my wedding dress, working out wedding details, hair and makeup ideas, getting the guys all set with tuxes, unpacking so I'm not living out of boxes, and painting an empty apartment in the building to get money off of rent....the only writing time I've really had has been on my lunch break.
But all that is going to change as NaNo has begun its slow but inevitable march. Yay! My soo-to-be husband has even said that he will "pamper the shit" out of me during that month because he wants to read more books in my series. (Yes that is a direct quote!) He even had me show him how to make tea the way I like it!
Basically I need to get my butt in gear and finish fixing book 4 before plotting out book 5, so I can be ready to hammer it out in November. And on top of that as well as releasing book 2 in February, I want to release a novella with two short stories related to book 1. This week I met with the artist for the cover art, and that seems to be on track for having it ready to go, it's just a matter of me finishing and editing the short stories by then.

In other news today with the release party/signing of my first book! While the turnout in general was a little disappointing, my aunt from out of state made the drive and completely surprised me! I haven't seen her since my college graduation several years ago. I did end up selling five books at the event, and then two more afterwards, so it was a pretty good day.

Now to get to work on writing and planning in preparation for NaNo.
As always, keep writing my friends!