I became an outlaw - An IWSG Post

What’s up party people? I’ve been gone for a couple of weeks and so much has happened. It’s been great. But this is an Insecure Writer’s Support Group post so I’ll stick to that for today. 

I’ll start with the rule breaking I did last week. I'm a total rebel, you guys! I re-republished my book. Two years ago, I released Steps Along My Shore. It’s a self-help book for those who love someone struggling with pornography addiction and other unwanted sexual behaviors. I talk about how to heal from Relational Trauma, establish boundaries, learn the importance of self-care and all sorts of other cool stuff.

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I'm going on vacation. Okay, not really. I'm just taking a couple of weeks off from blogging so I can enjoy time with my family. I've been busy doing other very cool things and as the sun starts to set earlier and earlier, I realize it's time to come to terms with the fact that my days sitting in my backyard, under my gazebo, in a pair of shorts, and a t-shirt, and NY Giants flip-flops are numbered. I hate you cold weather. You suck! Or you will suck when you get here. So, I hate you in advance. I'll see everyone in September for the Insecure Writer's Support Group. Until then, enjoy what warm weather we have left.

What Does it Mean to Detach? Guest Post by Author Annie Highwater

Today, I'm excited to host, author Annie Highwater. Her latest book, Unbroken, came out the other day. I was lucky enough to get a pre-release copy of the book before it hit the shelves. What I found most inspiring about Unbroken is the theme of hope and optimism that continually weaves its way throughout the book despite the tough topics it tackles.

We swapped a few emails and one of the things she said, I really wanted to share here (with her permission of course), because it speaks to that hope even while we're in the midst of trying to detach with love.

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I'm verklempt....not really - An IWSG Post

Where is my dramatic music? Cue my dramatic music, dammit! Why? Because it’s freakin’ August, that’s why! What the hell?! I’m so deeply saddened, angry, verklempt, distraught, and utterly horrified that this is it. Summer is almost over. Hang on, hang on, let me see if I can wipe away these tears long enough to write a post for the Insecure Writer’s Support Group. Here, take my tissue. No, don’t save it. I blew my nose in it. Just throw it in the garbage.

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