One Word – 2015

Tonight is a night of reflection. When we all look back on the year that’s past and examine it, and then look forward to the coming year and anticipate what’s coming.

A breath of hope.

Of change.

Of life.

To look back on my 2015 I can sum it all up with one simple word.

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More so in the last 1/3 of the year, but definitely, all around, chaos.

There was much good to be had – Disney (again), getting my son back from the land of emo teenager, book releases, returning to the community theater stage (w/ my whole family, no less) good moments with friends and family.

There were also rough times – my dad’s downward spiral into some pretty bad Parkinson’s symptoms, working triple time at the day job, my publisher closing, and some pretty hurt feelings on my part (sorry, vagueposting that).

The last third of the year it felt like I couldn’t even take a breath we were so insanely busy. Between the play, Disney, work life and home life, I got hardly any writing done, hardly any breathing done.

Now it’s time to step back and take a breath. To look to the upcoming year with hope and excitement.

I see more chaos in the coming year for certain. I see myself setting more lofty goals for myself. I see big changes for my family’s dynamic as one bird flies from the nest. I see growth for my book sales, and moving closer to my dream of being able to stay at home again.  I see excitement as more of my Buffalo family moves to Indiana.

So I welcome 2016 with a certain level of anticipation and calm acceptance.

I look forward to whatever it brings me.

My Favorite Time of Year

The stress is real.

There are cookies to be baked.

A bevy of presents to be wrapped.

christmas1A tree to be trimmed.

There are more cookies to be baked.

Carols to be sung.

Play performances to be had.

Many more work hours than normal.

3 kids on Christmas break.

Working the day before and after the holiday (every holiday this season).

And then…

christmas2There’s the joy.

The presents.

The family together.

The food.

The lights.

The ornaments from the past and new ones.

There is so much to love about this season…all those stresses don’t seem so…stressful.

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Anticipation – Disney, Universal, Make A Wish

The past four months have been chaotic and filled with a secretive sort of excitement.

Denver has us keeping a rather large secret from the girls.

0721151350We are returning to Disney this fall!

I have been scrambling for dining reservations, suitcases, and other necessities that I have to sneak into the house and hide from the girls.

Because they do NOT know.

Part of Denver’s wish at Make A Wish was to keep this whole thing a big, fat, humongous secret from his two little sisters.

So we are whispers, sneaking, and super secret planning and count-downing. Texting ideas instead of saying them out loud.

Oh, we’ve nearly been caught several times…but any time the girls hear Disney or we discuss anything in front of them, it’s “in 2021”.  (For the record, we are planning a trip in 2021 that will be larger in scale and involve good friends along for the ride)

2021 is a great cover story when we get caught.

But we are going back…and the teen and I are making a serious effort for real planning.

We have secured all the reservations we REALLY wanted (getting into the parks early! Yay!). We’ve scoured maps and discussed what was missed last year and will not be missed again. We’ve supplied ourselves with a bunch of pins for trading (and keeping!!).  We’ve watched and re-watched all the Disney shows to be had (thank you, Destination America) until our DVR broke.

In 20 days from now, a limo will arrive bright and early while the girls are still in bed. We will have everything packed and ready to go and we’ll burst into the girls room yelling that they’re late for school and rush them outside to the waiting limo!!

The excitement is palpable.

The countdown is a way to get us through the rough days.

And there have been a lot of them these days.

Thank goodness for the mouse.

Wordful Wednesday – I have Returned

A month ago I was blindsided by the news of my publishers closing. Shock and confusion took over for a while. The stress of the situation was compounded by the fact that my day job blew up and I’ve been working full time instead of part time.

I knew I’d regather and reissue and move forward, but I was so overwhelmed by all the tasks ahead of me.

LakePointResaleOne month later and I’m definitely in a different place. I have put all of my books back on Amazon with lower prices and some on Kindle Unlimited.

I sat down with my editor and we worked out a schedule so that I will still be publishing my Halloween book. I have set dates for the editing process for my upcoming releases next year. It’s good to have deadlines, even if they are flexible.

DFSeries_MDI’ve put up for pre-order a box-set of my original Dominion Falls Trilogy, because I’ve been wanting to do it for a while anyway.

And, best of all, I’ve been writing again.  Despite the entire world blowing up around here lately (seriously, it’s been insane. ‘Stop the world, I want to get off’ type of insane), despite me not being able to talk to my bestie as much (seriously, woman, get back on the damn computer), despite the pressure of getting things done and done well…I have returned.

It feels really good to be putting words on the page. New words. Lots of words. Not daily, but nearly daily and with good word counts.

I’m feeling good about the coming year. My first month completely Indie has been successful enough to have me hopeful for what’s coming in the future.

So nice to be back.

When You Can’t Find The Words

MG_0758I have so many words.

So many thoughts.

So many hurts.

So many joys.

I am always the shiny happy.

I build walls.

It drives my husband nuts when I fight against breaking them down.

But they are built.

Because I cannot bear what is happening some days.

I am scared by my own inability to handle it.

Because it is happening.

Some days faster than others.

And it is happening again, although I am a distant witness of my own making.

Because I built walls.

And I am fine.

Most days.

Every day.

I handle things because it is what I do.

I support.

I live.

I cajole.

I laugh.

I rarely ever cry.

I am the best listener.

I am the peace maker.

The peace keeper.

The introvert.

The black sheep.

When the walls fall I fear I will break.

But some days.

Some days the bulldozer knocks them down.

And I am unexpectedly shattered.

And I weep.

And I pick myself up.

And I rebuild the walls.

Because I know nothing else.

But to go on.

 

Duff Beer & Moe’s Pub – Universal, Disney, and Make A Wish

SAM_0556When we first got married, Erik was pretty big into the Simpson’s. Me? Not so much.  At one point I bought him a season or two on DVD, but over time the Simpsons sort of faded off into the background. Erik will still enjoy an episode now and then, but it isn’t all-consuming.

When we spotted Bart & Homer at Universal it was tough to get anyone in the house to get a picture, but then Erik decided to go for it and his adoring little daddy’s girl went along for the ride (seriously, look at how she’s just staring at him…awwww).

However…

SAM_0574Apparently all you had to say was “Duff Beer” and “Moe’s” to get the hubby fully on board.  When he saw the Duff Beer stand he went nuts…and then when the front of Moe’s pub was free, we had to get a picture. Erik HAD to go to Moe’s, and he HAD to get a beer.

Because that’s what you do if you’ve ever been a Simpson’s fan and end up in Springfield.

It’s just what you do.

You have to.