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Happy New Year

Happy New Year!

2018 came in with a flourish. At least I think it did.  I have to admit to sleeping through it. lol To be fair though, for some reason I was woke up at 3:00 that morning, so by 10:30 pm a nap was due. 🙂

There were so many good things that happened in 2017, and yet there were a lot of challenges that dimmed the shine on those golden moments. A friend of mine did a “Good Thing Box” for the last year. The object was, whenever a good thing happened, and it didn’t have to be a huge thing, you write it down and put in the box or jar. At the end of the year, you take them out and read through them. I think I may do that for this year. It’s good to remind yourself of all the good in your life when it seems the bad is hanging over your head like a dark cloud.

New Year’s traditions usually call for making some kind of resolution. I kind of think that’s almost setting yourself up for failure. Kudos to those who stick with their resolutions. I have found, however, I’m not usually one of those people. I did resolve, however,  to believe in myself a little more and to eat a little more healthily. Do you make resolutions? Do you stick with them?

Until next week….Happy Reading!



Good-bye 2017

I can hardly believe the year is on its final days. It seems to me that the days pass faster and faster with each passing year. Here we stand on the cusp of saying so long to 2017.

I was thinking I would write some insightful end of the year post…yeah…fresh out of insightfulness…lol. We all have things to be grateful for. We all have things we wish we could have avoided or would want to do over. Everything and everyone that has crossed our path and/or challenged us has made us stronger, and maybe a little bit kooky, but that only adds to our charm. 😉

My wish for you in the coming year, is that You rise to meet each challenge that comes your way. That the days filled with love and laughter outnumber those marred by sorrow and tears. May inspiration be a constant companion. And may you find beauty in the little things.

Happy New Year my friends….

Until next year…Happy Reading!


Color my world


I love this image.

How sad that after so long I have no idea who made it.


I’ve always been a bit of a color person. I have been OCD for as long as I can recall and color coding helps me to make sense of the chaos. As it happens, I was very lucky to get to sit through a class with Cherry Adair on plotting that happens to use color coding. My world changed…for the better.

I know, so what. It’s still Monday and color or no color, that is a burden of epic proportion. Well, I bring it up today because over the weekend we finally finished plotting out the book that I’ve been working on with another author of Eclectic Bard. For me, it was a glorious moment. For him, not so much. I look at this image: (a nearly completed plot board) and see a flower like the one above, waiting to be plumbed for each shade and secret. Others, well others see a wall of sticky notes.

plot board

Some see the bucket of stickies below (my back stock) or the caddy I use at the plot board with glee for the sticky notes, (I know…there is a huge market for these little buggers that have nothing to do with plotting.)

plot prep


I see a challenge to learn the tale that is to be told. The colors are magical to me. And, thanks to the class, I now know how to read them. I like sticky notes, but to me they are more than a sticky note now, they are a story.

2016 has started. It is day 4, but work-wise I’m on week #2 since I pushed for 60+ production hours over the long weekend. I couldn’t be happier. I have made some great strides to kick off the year for myself strong, which leaves me tired, but energized for what I need to do for the other authors here.

I hope your new year is tremendous! Keep your hands and feet in the car until the ride comes to a complete stop if you’re hanging with us here at EBB – It’s shaping up to be a grand adventure!












Yesterday & Tomorrow

As we stand at the precipice of another new year, I am mottled with thoughts. Where we have been, as well as where we endeavor to go, are among them. I have decisions to make and yet cannot find terra firma to stand upon. I have never been one to make choices without a foundation beneath me to dig in. I am at odds, and unsettled.

I know that as the end of the third book in the series wraps to close, I have to make a choice. I have vacillated for months now about this decision. I am no closer to making it now than when I began. It has delayed production twice so far. Indecision is not normally part of my nature. This time, it is a choice between what I planned to do from the start, and what has developed since, but also it is a result. A result of watching reactions, sales, shares, and anticipation, or lack of anticipation.

I know, there are those who have been reading from the beginning who are ready to string me up by my toes to finish. I am so grateful to them that I cannot see straight most days. The truth is, I am a realist. I know, that is a weird arse thing for a fantasy writer to say, but it’s true. And, reality is that the numbers have not grown to sustain the work. Writing is a huge commitment to produce and follow through, but when the return on the labor is not there, it is more difficult to want to continue. Realist me does, and doesn’t.

I know, we are getting ready to start a new year and it should be an exciting time as we get ready to turn the page. I am. I am also, not. Like I said, I’m a realist. I believe thus that it is only fair that those who are following along, wondering what the bloody hells has happened to the next installment in the story, should know where I am. It’s only fair. I’m here somewhere. Just don’t ask where somewhere is. I’m not sure I know that.