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The Talking Shoes…

The first story I ever wrote was called, “The Talking Shoes.”

I can’t tell you what it said, because I don’t remember. I was in the 4th grade. It was entered into a contest, and I won. I had to go to a convention of some sort and read the blasted thing, too. I did it. I remember, even today, standing in front of all those people and being terrified out of my mind. I read my story though, like a champ. Met some local authors and illustrators. Even got a free book that was signed and everything.

I had zero idea way back then that I’d someday write professionally. But honestly, if I could spin a fantastic tale out of a pair of talking shoes that won an award and was worthy of being read in front of a crowd, it couldn’t have been complete rubbish, right? I mean, it had to be somewhat rubbish, after all, I only had a 4th grade education. 😘 But there’s got to be some talent deep down in my bones somewhere. I like to think I honed it over the years and I’m an exceptional writer now. (Don’t burst my bubble, y’all. )

As someone who was never good with speaking words, I could certainly weave them together on paper decently enough. That should have been one of my first signs. The fact that I used to spend my days as a young child playing basketball out front, with a little radio and headphones in, crafting all sorts of stories in my head, should have been another one of those signs. And then when I got older, and despite trying not to win, I’d still, every year, manage to win these essay contests we were required to submit for extra credit in high school. Even when I gave it the least amount of effort I could, because I hated winning and having my picture taken and put in the newspaper, I’d still win. Every year. It should have been a clue. All the nights I used to spend out back in the my parent’s swing, headphones in, night sky above me, weaving even more stories together, usually inspired by the many different songs that blasted through the speakers…. it should have been a clue. Pair all that with my obsession for reading, and clearly, the writing had been on the wall all along.

It started with the talking shoes, but it didn’t end there.

What’s more? Many of the core characters of my first few novels, came from those late nights out in my parent’s backyard in my late teens and early twenties. Characters that popped into my head, with stories galore. I had no idea I’d put them to paper someday. But here I am. Still crafting and weaving, reading and writing, the same as I’ve done for years.

Sometimes people are just meant for things. Life has been nudging me in this direction my entire life; I just didn’t always know it.

I know it now though.

I don’t write about talking shoes anymore. Although, clearly, I’ve always been a creative genius… 😘) No, I spin tales of love and romance. Handsome men with piercing gazes and searing kisses… (Don’t let Dad read this Mom!😂) And lovely women with kind hearts, fierce character, and eyes for those handsome men. I write about loss and heartache, but then journeys that even despite pain, lead to happy endings and hopeful futures.

I guess that should come as no surprise given my kindle and bookshelves are slap full of romance novels.

No, there are no more talking shoes, but they certainly served their purpose way back when. They were the beginning. ❤️

An Update, A Story, And Some Rambles…

Missing in Action! — That’d be me! 😉

Seriously tho. I’m back! — Forgive me?

Mini Update: I finally finished the multiple edits I was working on! — Last Thursday. So, a week ago. — Lemme just tell you. Reading through your own work over & over & over… & over again… is tedious and not exactly a boon for self-confidence! 😉 — By the time I was finished I was like I never want to look at this again. — But that was a week ago and I don’t feel so strongly now.

I’ve set it to the side and handed it off to several people to read for some general feedback and fresh eyes. — And while that’s going on I’ve started book 2! — Roughly 7,000 words in. Not too bad. — Gonna put the petal to the metal with it and knock it out as quickly as possible.

Also! — Book cover is in the works. (For book 1) — When it’s complete I will start promoting it much more heavily. — This is all very new and the whole process is a learn as I go sort of thing. So that’s what I’m doing. — One step at a time. — I’m sure when I hit this stage for book 2 everything will fly a bit faster because I will have done it before. — That always helps. — In fact, Book 2 is already progressing faster than the first one did. So there’s that!

Let’s see! What else can I tell you? — Oh. I had my first break down over this whole thing. — Story Time!! —

I handed it off for some people to read last Thursday. Friday night my husband and I had to run up to the grocery store and he ran in real quick to get something.

Well my Mom read it Thursday night and called Friday while we were on the way to the store. — She couldn’t really talk at the time so she didn’t say much about it. It’s not like she said, aye this sucks. She just said she finished it and then she had to go. — But oh boy.

After Jeremy hung up, I pulled into the parking lot, and he ran inside. And that’s about the time it hit me like a ton of bricks. — I started balling. Just sitting in the car sobbing.

It hit me that this was it. I never really thought past writing it. — You know people are going to read it and you know they’re going to judge it. But knowing that and knowing someone has actually read it and have now judged it… Well, that’s entirely different!\

It was at that moment I realized the reality of it all. I don’t just write books. I have to let people read them too. What a concept, right?  — It’s scary! — I was terrified, I’m still terrified. Y’all don’t even know. Or maybe you do!

My husband got back in the car and was like… Uhh… What is happening right now? — 😀 & can’t say as I blame him, I was not crying pretty like Carrie, okay? Those were ugly tears!

And when we got back home, I was better, but not great. Because before we left I was like, okay, I need to start book 2 while I get things done for book 1. I need to be doing things at all times. — And I got home and was like, no. Why bother? Book 1 may be the worst thing ever written, why bother with the second one? — It was so self-depreciating, y’all. I can’t even.

Ya know what I did though? I fired up my lap top and did it anyway! — I reminded myself that no one else’s thoughts or opinions have the power to define me or control my actions… unless I give it to them. Unless I let it. — So I started book 2.

There will be people who don’t like my work, just as there will be people who do. I know this. Knowing it and experiencing it will definitely be two completely different things. — As my break down in the car can attest to. — Thank God it was nighttime. That was a crowded parking lot. lol!

But I won’t quit. I’ll keep pushing. — I’ll fall apart. I’ll get fed up. I’ll get excited. I’ll succeed. I’ll fail. I’ll get tired. I’ll make progress. I’ll want to quit. I’ll want to keep going. — I’ll run the gamut of emotions and that’ll be okay. — I’ll come out on the other side. 🙂

So there’s an update, a story, and some rambles! — Enjoy guys!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Dentist & Chick-fil-A In The Same Day!

I had hopes of editing today, but alas, that’s not going to work out. — I knew it was unlikely that I would get to it. But, I had hoped.

I had a dentist appointment this morning. Cleaning, nothing crazy. It takes me about an hour and a half to get there. That includes swinging by to pick up my mom since she’s on the way and always goes with me. We like to make a day of it. — Dentist first. Lunch second. Then shopping. — So that’s what I did today, or rather, what we did. 😀

Cavity free. So that’s nice. Course I need to get my wisdom teeth taken out sometime later this year. So that’s not nice. But I knew that already. I’ve been putting it off for a while. Cause, I mean, really… oral surgery? Ain’t nobody wanna do that!

Chick-fil-A. — Now that’s something worth doing! Feel like it speaks for itself. It was hot, delicious, and worth all the calories. I don’t even care it had too many. Ate it all anyway.

Didn’t buy anything. But then half the time we never do. — We shop, we talk, we smell all the candles, look at all the clothes, and go into all the stores. — It’s a thing. And it was fun. Had a good time.

Now I’m home. Been home about an hour. It’s seven o’clock. — I’m tired. I have a headache. I just want to kick back and watch a little tv. Relax. Do absolutely nothing. That sort of thing. — Which is why editing is not happening tonight. But that’s okay. I’ll work tomorrow. 🙂

It’s also Valentine’s Day. But we don’t celebrate it. — I love my husband. He’s my favorite person. I just don’t buy into someone else telling me when to celebrate those things, or how to celebrate them. — Maybe that’s just the libertarian in me? Don’t tell me what to do or how to do it. I’ll decide for myself, thank-you. 😉

Seriously though, if you do enjoy Valentine’s Day, then Happy Valentine’s Day! There’s nothing wrong with that either. 🙂

Imma get off of here and try to find something quick to toss together for supper. — See you all tomorrow!

Much love,
Heather. 🙂

 

 

 

A Success & A Mess…

I’ve been writing for the last six hours. I finally finished the flash back scenes I’d been working on this week. Wrote the last two today. — Yay!

This just means tomorrow, or maybe later tonight, I will start going back through my novel from beginning to end to clean it up and make it better. Then I’ll print it off and do it again. — Then I’ll get it into the hands of some readers for feedback. No one has read it but me. Some have read scenes, and snippets here and there, but not in its entirety.

So that’s scary. They may tear me to shreds. Hopefully not. I like to think I have some raw talent in me where writing is concerned. Let’s hope others do too!

In other news. Went up town to get some take out earlier, and while we were gone my 85lb dog attempted to climb up on the trash can, so she could get to something that was on the counter.

This plan backfired on her. As the flimsy plastic trash can could not support her weight and so we have surmised she toppled off of it. Taking the trash can down with her. Lid came off, and when we returned, she spotted us and ran away like a dog that knew she was in trouble.

Why you ask? Well, remember the lid came off… and when presented with her two options, rather than walk away like any good obedient dog should… she did no such thing. Clearly, she’s no good obedient dog. She drug everything out of it and scattered it all over the kitchen floor. — Banana peels. Egg shells. Lemons. Strawberries. And so many other such things were scattered all over the place.

So, having said that. Anybody want a dog? She’s cute, really. Her behavior… well, that’s questionable. I’ll even offer a discount if you’ll overlook that last bit about her behavior. Then she’s just cute. And who doesn’t want a cute dog?

Eh, guess we’ll keep her. Love & forgiveness & all that. 😉

Anyhow. This is the fifth consecutive day of blogging for me since saying five days ago that I’d blog daily. WordPress is going to tell me I have a five-day streak going on and I’m going to grin like an idiot and pat myself on the back for a job well done. — It’s the little things in life guys. 😀

Heather! 🙂

I’m Here & I Have Reese’s…

I’m here.

I spent 8 hours of my day in the car. On the interstate. It’s 9:30 pm. I’m tired. I kind of want to sleep. I kind of want to binge on Hulu. I kind of want a snack. — And I will get to all those things… though not necessarily in that order. But first… I will blog. — I made a commitment. — Daily blogging. And here I am.

My sentences are short and sweet. I’m too tired to string anything else together. Amazing what sitting in a car for hours can do to a person. How do people drive for a living? I would lose my sanity. All of it. Every last bit.

So we got in the car this morning. Drove 4 hours, hit up a baby shower, and then drove 4 hours back home. Also got to buy onesies with cats on them yesterday. Who doesn’t love a cat onesie? — That’s like the most adorable thing ever. Uncle Jeremy & Aunt Heather for the win! 😉

Alright, I really don’t know what else to say. My day was fairly boring. I spent the majority of it in the car. I did do a little bit of writing in the car. Lot of talking. Little bit of eating.

Ooooh! Speaking of eating in the car. I just remembered. I bought road trip Reese cups last night and brought them with us today, but totally forgot about them on the trip. — Which just means there is chocolate in my car and I’m about to go get it and get my snack on! Totally winning at life right now. — Except that part where I forgot they were in the car with us all day and so never opened them. — Ignore that part. — Still winning!

Alright guys. It’s not much of a post, I know. But it is a post. Which is what I promised you. Daily blogging. No matter what. So here it is. — Edge of your seat stuff, I know. You’re welcome. 😉

Heather!