Facebook Distracts Me - An IWSG Post


 

Happy April, everyone and good luck to all of you A-Zers out there! I’m elated that spring is officially here and the days are longer. I can’t wait to spend some time at the beach, stroll through some nature trails, and head off to the amusement parks.

Of course, warmer weather means less time spent writing, but that’s okay with me. I’m in no hurry to finish my books. I’ll find the time to write when my last child is at school, work, or out with friends. Right now, it’s important to spend quality time with the family before I have an empty nest. (Say it ain't so!)

It’s really about making the most of the time I have and using it properly. I found that since I chose to stay away from social media because of the negativity, it opened up free time. A lot more free time. I didn’t realize just how much time I wasted on things like Facebook and Instagram. It disrupted my writing flow. 

I've learned to "just say no" to Facebook and Instagram on my days off and it gave me an extra hour in my day to write. It may not seem like a lot to other people who are cranking out 1,000’s of words a day, but to me, that one hour may lead to another or be just enough time to get a good idea down on paper.

Does the warm weather change your schedule? Does social media side track or distract you?

Scheduling Note: I’m working today so I’ll be by to visit either this afternoon or tomorrow. Happy IWSGing!
 
I'll continue with my series After Disclosure (Compartmentalization, & It's Not Personal) next week.

This has been a post for the Insecure Writer's Support Group. It's a chance to talk about our fears and doubts, or inspire others by sharing our success and happiness.  We’ve got a great bunch of people in this group and we’d love to have you join in on the fun too.  A big thank you to it's creator, Alex J. Cavanaugh.
 
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A Space of My Own - An IWSG Post


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March really is going to roar like a lion this week. We’re expecting some crazy weather. Hopefully it will go out like a lamb. Heck, I can’t complain too much though. February was like a fluffy bunny the last couple weeks. My electric bill is going be shockingly low because of how often I was able to keep the windows open and the ceiling fans running. Sweet!

No insecurities this month. I’ve been setting up a spare bedroom to be my recovery room/writing room since one of our kids moved out. It’s perfect timing. Don’t get me wrong, I’ll miss having my child around, but they didn’t go very far and the bed is still there so the happy couple can spend a night when they want. But it’s nice to have a space dedicated to me and my healing and my writing.

And believe it or not, I’ve had time to write. I don’t know how because I’m super busy at work and I’m still getting hammered with migraines, but somehow I’m writing. I think it’s having the private place to do it. I often toyed with the idea of going to Panera or a coffee shop (and I don’t even drink coffee) to write, but never did it because it was too loud…and well, I’m too lazy to get out of sweatpants. I mean c’mon, I have to dress up for work, isn’t that enough?

But now, now I just walk to the other side of the house and it’s amazingly quiet over there. No wonder each child battled one another to get that room. It rocks! And now it’s mine. As each week passes, I find things to inspire me to write or work on my recovery: plaques, wall hangings, photos, etc. I’m really having a blast decorating it.

Question of the month:

Have you ever pulled out a really old story and reworked it? Did it work out?

I haven’t been writing long enough to pull out an old story. What about you? Do you have a special place to write or work on any projects you enjoy?


Scheduling Note: I’m working today so I’ll be by to visit either this afternoon or tomorrow. Happy IWSGing!

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I Guess I Really Do Have Free Time - IWSG Post


 

I hope when the groundhog pokes his head out tomorrow he won’t see his shadow so spring will be on its way. I’m tired of the cold. Hubby on the other hand wants it to stay chilly. On the plus side, it is the first Wednesday of February and that means it’s time once again for the Insecure Writer's Support Group.



The last few weeks have been touch and go on my writing. I’ve been writing, but not doing much for my books. I’ve been writing more for my program and a bit for the groups I volunteer for.  Add in work and migraines and that doesn’t leave much time for my novels.  I’m not worried though. Again, no deadlines in my world. I write because I like to, not because I have to.



The question of the month is: How has being a writer changed your experience as a reader?



I wish I could be profound and say something like, “Well, I find that characters don’t have enough depth.” Or, “I figured out the twist in the plot one quarter of the way through the book.”



But really, the biggest change has been my decrease in time to read for pleasure. The spare time I have, I prefer to write than to read. Sure, I carry books with me. Yes, I’m that person…the one who likes a paperback over a Kindle….but I’m not out and about that often or in long enough spurts to knock out an entire book in one sitting.



And unfortunately, with my migraines, most of my downtime is spent watching mindless television. I joke about reality TV but the reason I watch it is because it takes zero effort to understand it when I’m in pain.



My biggest change the last several months has been a direct result of what happened with my youngest child last summer.  In an effort to help them get through the bouts of depression and to help manage the anxiety, I’ve read several books on PTSD (who would’ve thought the person who wrote a book on Relational Trauma would now be reading even more books on PTSD for teens?) 



This has proved to me that if I want to make the time to read for pleasure, I can. That I really do have free time. It’s a matter of shifting my priorities around and figuring out what’s more important? Writing, reading, blogging, etc.



What about you? Are you hoping the groundhog doesn’t see his shadow so spring is on its way? How has being a writer changed your experience as a reader?



Scheduling Note: I’m working today so I’ll be by to visit either this afternoon or tomorrow. Happy IWSGing!

This has been a post for the Insecure Writer's Support Group. It's a chance to talk about our fears and doubts, or inspire others by sharing our success and happiness.  We’ve got a great bunch of people in this group and we’d love to have you join in on the fun too.  A big thank you to it's creator, Alex J. Cavanaugh.
 
Don’t forget to stop by and say hello to our fantastic co-hosts: Misha Gericke, LK Hill, Juneta Key, Christy and Joylene Buter.

And a thank you to: sitehoundsniffs.com for their kind shout out to my blog. Muchly appreciated. 





It's The Holiday Season! - An IWSG Post


 
Merry almost Christmas and Happy almost Hanukkah! The holidays are officially here and I’ve got the holiday spirit flowing through me. My entire family will be here this year and I’m stoked! While I’m not thrilled our heat is now running all the time because it’s cold out all the time (how long until it’s summer again?), I love having the Christmas tree up and hearing the classic Christmas songs playing in the stores now that Thanksgiving has past. I didn’t dig it when it wasn’t even Halloween yet. C’mon retailers, let me enjoy one holiday at time, will ya?

I’m still in a good place in my writing. I’m not cranking out 1,000 words a day or anything but that’s okay for me. I write at a snail’s pace. That’s who I am. But I still write. I’ve been focusing more on my self-help book than my fictional book, and it’s going well.

I had a concern that I wasn’t going to have enough content to fill an entire book, but the more I write, the more ideas come to mind.  Who knows, maybe I’ll have it done before the year 2017 is over…but I doubt it.

The question for the month: In terms of your writing career, where do you see yourself in five years from now, and what’s your plan to get there?

I don’t see writing as a career. For me, it’s two things: a way to help others who have been affected by sex addiction and the trauma it causes and it’s a blast. The writing, not the sex addiction. 😇  I love to create characters and tell their tales. Whether or not any of those books make a ton of money doesn’t matter to me right now. Maybe one day that will be important and maybe that means I’m not a “serious” writer, but that’s where I am right now. Ask this question a year from now and I may have a different answer.

Are you filled with the holiday spirit? Are you in a good place with your writing or a project you’re working on?

Scheduling Note: I’m working today so I’ll be by to visit either this afternoon or tomorrow. Happy IWSGing!

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I Love Being A Pantser! - An IWSG Post


 
Happy Belated Halloween! I hope you had fun. I did. I love passing out candy to the kids. Especially now that my own kids are too big to go trick-or-treating. I’ll have to wait for grandkids before I can enjoy that again. Although, now that I think about it, there was a lot of whining towards the end of the night. Oh wait, that was me wanting their candy...never mind.



I’m in a good place in my writing so I’ll just answer the question of the month:



What is your favorite aspect of being a writer?



I’m a pantser so my favorite part is the beginning stages of writing when my characters are just beginning to take shape. I love to hear their voices chime in my head as I write. I can picture them as their character develops and the plot starts to unfold. One moment they aren’t an important piece to the puzzle, the next they’re a star player. For me, that’s the best part of the journey.



I’m finally learning to do a rough plot line as I go along. Nothing too strict, I like the freedom to just go with it, but I’ve learned the hard way that a basic plot is a pretty good idea to have.



Are you a pantser too? How was your Halloween?



Scheduling Note: I’m working today so I’ll be by to visit either this afternoon or tomorrow. Happy IWSGing!

 
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I'm A Happy Turtle - An IWSG Post


 
Happy Insecure Writer’s Support Group Day! It’s October already. I guess that means I have to admit that my favorite season is finally over. Fine. You guys can have your pumpkin flavors. I’ll still hang on to the hope that Mother Nature will deliver me a beach day when I’m not working and don’t have migraine. A girl can dream, right?



I’m in a good place with my writing. It’s amazing what a few weeks can do. This month I’ve got a set of characters in my head that are screaming to come out and play. This is the fun part of writing. The pantsing part that I love. Just type some stuff out and see what happens.



Plan it? Outline it? Who me? Nah. I’ll pay for that lack of preparation later I’m sure. But right now, well right now this is way more fun. I’m in no hurry. I write because I love to do it not because I have to do it.



My second self-help book is also coming along. At a turtle’s pace. It’s making me do a lot of reflecting on the past and that can be somewhat emotionally draining but that’s also why I write a fictional book at the same time. It helps provide a much needed distraction from the real life stuff.



So, yeah, this month I’m a happy turtle. Even if it’s gonna be cold soon. Stupid fall. Stupid winter. Where's summer?



The question of the month: When do you know your story is ready?



I don’t. Even though I had encouragement from my rockin' CP, I still couldn't do it. It took my husband telling me that I was procrastinating out of fear for me to finally hit the publish button. Thanks babe!



How’s your writing coming along? Are you a pantser too? Are you looking forward to the colder months or are you just as unhappy as me?

Scheduling note: I’m working today. I’ll be by to visit everyone later this afternoon. 

 




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The Struggle Is Real - IWSG Post

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The Struggle Is Real

A couple of weeks ago I talked about an issue on the home front that I was dealing with that involved one of my kids. While the matter is improving a bit, it’s still a large presence in our home. (I’m sorry to be so vague. I’m respecting my child’s privacy). While I’d like to punch the problem in its face (cause my Lord that’d be so satisfying!) it’d also result in me being arrested and possibly sued.

People these days. So touchy about physical harm.

Not only has this issue disrupted the harmony in my home, it hasn’t left me with a lot of time for writing.

The struggle is real, folks.

(My niece said that one time to a guy who was complaining about the most inane thing about his job and I nearly choked on my drink. She takes after her aunt and father).

The struggle is real.

Every time I open my laptop, there they are: my self-help book and my fictional book. Empty white space just waiting to be filled with my creativity. Hasn't happened all that much. Instead I end up doing recovery work (very important) or distracting myself with things that ain’t so heavy.

The struggle is real but it will pass when things settle down. I know it will. My child comes first. The writing can wait and I’m okay with that. For now, I’ll put the books aside until I have time to pick them up again.
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Question of the Day:  How do you find time to write in your busy day? 

Right now...I don't. But I am happy to say that I did squeeze in a few hours over the holiday weekend and that was a true blessing. I needed it!

Have you had to put your WIP aside? Were you okay with your decision? How are you feeling this month?

Scheduling note: I’m working today. I’ll be by to visit everyone later this afternoon. 

  

This has been a post for the Insecure Writer's Support Group. It's a chance to talk about our fears and doubts, or inspire others by sharing our success and happiness.  We’ve got a great bunch of people in this group and we’d love to have you join in on the fun too.  A big thank you to it's creator, Alex J. Cavanaugh.

Don’t forget to stop by and say hello to our other fantastic co-hosts:  C. Lee McKenzie, Rachel Pattison, Elizabeth Seckman, Stephanie Faris, Lori L MacLaughlin! 

Thank you for letting me co-host! 

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Announcing the 2016 IWSG Anthology Contest! 
Last year’s contest was science fiction – parallel world/alternate history, and the result was Parallels: Felix Was Here. This year, we have a new theme and invite all members to submit. 

Eligibility: Any member of the Insecure Writer’s Support Group is encouraged to enter – blogging or Facebook member. The story must be previously unpublished. Entry is free. 

Word count: 5000-6000

Genre: Fantasy

Theme: Hero Lost. It could be about a hero turned villain, a villain's redemption, a hero's lack of confidence, a hero's lack of smarts, etc. It can be about any kind of hero including superheroes, mythological heroes, unexpected or unlikely heroes, or a whole new kind of hero. This theme has plenty of scope and we’re open to pretty much anything along these lines. No erotica, R-rated language, or graphic violence.

Deadline: November 1st 2016

How to enter: Send your polished, formatted, previously unpublished story to admin @ insecurewriterssupportgroup.com before the deadline passes. Please include your contact details and if you are part of the Blogging or Facebook IWSG group. 

Judging: The IWSG admins will create a shortlist of the best stories. The shortlist will then be sent to our official judges. 

Prizes: The winning stories will be edited and published by Freedom Fox Press next year in the IWSG anthology. Authors will receive royalties on books sold, both print and eBook. The top story will have the honor of giving the anthology its title. 

We’re excited to see the creativity and enthusiasm that’s such a part of this group put into action. So don your creative caps and start writing. And spread the word! 

Our amazing judges this year:



I'm In A Good Place - An IWSG Post


For the love of Pete, it’s August already! Summer is just about over. That bums me out more than I care to admit. This is my favorite season because I’m an avid beach fan and I haven’t been there much at all this year. Between work, migraines, and the weather, it just hasn’t happened. I made a promise to myself a couple of weeks ago that I’d go at least once a week for the rest of the season, and then it stormed the next few days. What the heck?

That same day, I also promised myself I’d get back into the swing of writing too. I’m happy to say that that promise has gone much better. My health has taken a dip down lately so my writing has taken hit so I decided, you know what? Screw that nonsense, I can still squeeze in something on the days I’m feeling well and trying to catch up on my household stuff, right? Right!

So, that’s what I’ve been doing. I’ve been working on my second self-help book and even did a little bit of writing in a fictional book too. You guys were right last month. Working on something else has taken the focus off of Steps Along My Shore. I’m not obsessed with sales like I was last month. I check them when I’m online, but don’t go running to the computer every morning. Don’t get me wrong, when I see a sale I’m elated and still curious where they’re coming from, but I’m no longer bummed at a flat line. As they say, “It is what it is.” 

My only insecurity is why no more reviews? I'm still at three. What gives? But other than that,  I’m in a good place right now. I hope you are too!


Side note: I usually visit in the mornings but I’m working today so I’ll be around this afternoon. See everyone later!

 
 

This has been a post for the Insecure Writer's Support Group. It's a time to talk about our fears and doubts, or inspire others by sharing our success and happiness.  We’ve got a great bunch of people in this group and we’d love to have you join in on the fun too.  A big thank you to it's creator, Alex J. Cavanaugh.

Don’t forget to stop by and say hello to our fantastic co-hosts:  Tamara Narayan, Tonja Drecker, Ellen @ The Cynical Sailor, Lauren @ Pensuasion, Stephen Tremp, and Julie Flanders! 




I Can't Stop Myself! - An IWSG Post


My first Insecure Writer’s Support Group post in almost a year. Wow! I can’t believe how much I’ve missed everyone. It’s good to be back and with my self-help book, Steps Along My Shore, recently published too.

And boy has this book consumed me. I thought once it was published that was it. I’d be done. Ready to move on. I mean I should be done with it, right? Right. 

I decided not to do a blog tour because the book is targeted to a very specific audience: those affected by Relational Trauma caused by sex addiction, so why tour Blogger? I have my book being recommended by someone at Candeo Behavior Change. I’d say that’s good marketing, right? Right. Why would I be giving my book more than a thought here or there?

But.

There’s always a but isn’t there?

I can’t seem to help myself from looking up the stats. Every. Single. Day. Sure the first few days I was busy fixing my screw ups. I didn’t have time. But now? Now I’m checking.

How many free downloads did I give away? 51. Is that good? I don’t know. I guess. I didn’t think to give them away on Blogger until a day after my original post went up. Hello learning curve.

I’m looking to see if I’ve made any sales. One day I’ll sell nothing. Another I’ll sell one. Then, I’ll go a string of days with zero sales again only to be surprised that two books sold. That leaves me wondering how they found me. Was it Candeo? Blogger? Another reader?

Then there’s the wonderful world of KENP. I pretend like I understand it completely, but I don’t. Not yet. Yes, I know it’s people who borrow the book from the lending library or who have Kindle Unlimited.

However, what I really want to know is what they're thinking as they’re making progress through the book. And then I don’t. Because if they think it sucks, then perhaps ignorance is bliss. So maybe too much information isn’t all that great. 

Why do I keep checking? Is it because I’m an addict and that’s my compulsive side coming out stemming from my low self-esteem? Or is it normal morbid curiosity? 

And why do I keep looking for reviews when I’m petrified I may find one that says the book was a total disappointment and didn’t help the person at all? Maybe it’s because I enjoy reading the three already there that say the book was good. It gives my fragile ego the boost it needs to write my next self-help book.

So, yeah. That’s where I’m at this month. Insecure. Curious. But also proud. I know this will pass. The need to constantly check on my baby to make sure she’s doing all right without me. Sure, I’ll still stop by, offer words of encouragement, (free promos and such), but now it’s time to move on to the next baby that needs me. Because lemme tell ya, that project needs some major work! My next self-help book is turning out to be a big undertaking.

And, to answer the question of the month, the best thing someone said about my writing regarding the book: "It's like sitting beside a family member while you read it. I felt that comfortable." That was awesome to hear.

How about you? Were you this obsessive about checking on your treasured release? If you haven’t released your baby out into the world yet, do you think you’ll be the same as me?

  

This has been a post for the Insecure Writer's Support Group. It's a time to talk about our fears and doubts, or inspire others by sharing our success and happiness.  We’ve got a great bunch of people in this group and we’d love to have you join in on the fun too.  A big thank you to it's creator, Alex J. Cavanaugh.

Don’t forget to stop by and say hello to our fantastic co-hosts:  Yolanda Renee, Tyrean Martinson, Madeline Mora-Summonte , LK Hill, Rachna Chhabria, and JA Scott! 


Needeen's Love - Lost and Found: Valentine’s Edition Bloghop

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When Lexi was a young girl with blonde ponytails that bounced when she ran and played, she had no idea she’d be famous before the age of thirty. Perhaps not for artist she longed to be but instead for whom she loved, but famous nonetheless. But that fame wouldn’t come for another twenty-five years. 

Right now, all Lexi wondered was if Santa remembered the watercolors she wanted. And Santa gave her that and more. Brushes, paints, canvases, and other supplies for an aspiring young artist were beautifully wrapped and left under the tiny tree. Mommy whispered that Santa had a special place in his heart for talented artists like the two of them.

Lexi would never forget that Christmas. Not because Santa had been so generous, but because cancer took mommy away that year. Lexi used her mother’s death to inspire her. She pursued her love for the arts and attended art school in New York. That passion eventually led Lexi to her second love in life, Adam Needeen. She met him in SoHo while attending an art show for her friend Anna.

Adam and Lexi were inseparable. Their love was instant. The kind people whispered in envy about as they walked by hand-in-hand. Of course, it may have been because they recognized Adam from his newfound fame. He had rave reviews of his restaurant in the New York Post and according to them “It wasn’t just a weekend excursion, it was a culinary adventure.”

The five-star review earned him a short interview on Channel 12 News, the local news station on Long Island. It caught the eye of Kelly Ripa and Adam was booked to appear on Live! with Regis and Kelly the following week.

Regis loved the concept of this restaurant experience and showcased it on the air. “Where else can you spend a weekend in Connecticut lounging by the pool, cows chewing grass in the pasture, and then be in the hustle and bustle of New York City the next day eating the same damn cow that was mooing at you just the day before?” The audience laughed hysterically while Regis mooed at them. Behind him a clip ran of him and Kelly eating rare steaks.

And it was that laughter that took the fuel out of PETA’s protests and into the rockets that propelled Adam’s success to the nation’s most sought after spot. The waiting list was months long. New York may have been riddled with crime, a rising serial killer, hookers on every corner, and loads of cocaine, but Needeen’s was soon a hit and so were Lexi and Adam. Even with all the time they spent away from each other because of work and the gallery.

Everyone expected the wedding to be at Needeen’s. Instead they wed in the rustic setting of the farm. Hundreds of family and friends were in attendance. It was a picture perfect ceremony filled with love and happiness. Even the paparazzi that showed up were invited inside the cozy stable to attend. Cameras snapped and flashed.

Life for Adam and Lexi was magical. Lexi’s artwork graced the walls of Adam’s restaurant and it wasn’t long before she too was noticed for her own talents though not quite like Adam. Finally, she had her own art show.

As they walked out of her show, police surrounded them. One of them handcuffed Adam and read him his rights. He was charged with 17 counts of first-degree and for forcing unknowing acts of cannibalism.

Adam didn’t protest but instead turned to Lexi and said, “I’m sorry, honey, I…I just couldn’t stop. I tried but I couldn’t, not after the first one, I’m sorry…I,” but she didn’t hear anything after that. She’d fainted.

For the next several days Lexi’s love for Adam was tested as the story of his double life unfolded. In the end, she couldn’t stand beside a serial killer who fed his victims to his guests as their entrees.

Lexi’s disgust and disbelief grew as she discovered that the man she loved so deeply had more compassion for the cows in their pastures then the humans walking the city streets. When Adam was shown by PETA how his cows would be brought to slaughter, Adam couldn’t bring himself to do it.

Not wanting to disappoint Lexi and close the restaurant, he became enraged at the activist, losing his temper and accidently killing him. And that’s when the idea struck him. Why not kill those that deserve killing? Drug dealers, thieves, and the like.

A new line cook eager to impress Adam dug into the head chef's supplies not knowing it was off limits to everyone in the restaurant. He also didn't why it wasn't meant for anyone else but Adam. It hadn't been boiled down enough for the restaurant's diners to eat.

And so, the line cook  didn’t see the small bone that was mixed in among the risotto but the diner, also a medical examiner, did and pointed it out to his friend, a coroner, who was dining with him. It wasn’t long before the investigation was launched, Needeen’s was closed, and Adam was spending life in prison. 

Now the cameras snapped and flashed again. Only this time it wasn’t to celebrate the wedding of the decade. It was to capture the downward spiral her life had become. Snap. Flash. Snap. Flash. Snap.

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Happy Valentine’s Day! Let's hope ours is way way happier than Lexi's!! 

I usually don’t post such long stories so if you read the whole thing, thank you.  Also, if you’re a long time reader of the blog, you know I love a good twist. I just can’t help myself. I blame Stephen King.

This is part of The Lost and Found: Valentine’s Edition Bloghop so join in today if you’d like, we’d love to have you! And a big shout out to Alex and the crew for hosting it. Thank you!
 

Do you remember that special feeling of love found? And who hasn't experienced the emotional experience of love lost?  Some of you might have even lost a love only to find that person later for another go around. Tell your story about love lost or found in our special Valentine's blogfest. Your post can be a short fiction, an essay, poetry, or even a song--let your imagination run free. Any genre is fair game, be it romance, historical fiction, memoir, or even science fiction.  After all there are no limitations when it comes to love.