Our new Christmas ornament! — Looks like there’s a writer in the house… 😉
Sitting down to write and not having a thing to say is the worst. The last few weeks when I try to write I can’t seem to find a thing to write about. This is my first blog post in a while and it’s been a few weeks since I’ve really worked on my book. — However I’m forcing myself back in the saddle so to speak… and writing whether it makes any sense to me at the moment or not. 🙂
It’s overwhelming to look at all the amazing authors out there and think that I could compete with that. Then again, I’ve always told others that you won’t get anywhere if you spend all of your time comparing yourself to others. — Time to take my own advice, eh?
So just a little advice, don’t compare yourself to others and decide that you fall short. We all have something to contribute to this world, we all have a difference to make in our own way. So it may be different than someone else’s, but that doesn’t make it any less significant. — Because just think, if the person you are comparing yourself to had thought the same way, they probably wouldn’t have made it to where they are. — So don’t quit, don’t ever give up. We owe it to ourselves to have faith in what we can do. 🙂
So, check this out. I’ve lived out in the country, in a small south Georgia town, my entire life. Though I have been surrounded by poison ivy ever since I was a child, I have never come into contact with it. — Correction, had never. — That’s right… it finally got me. — (I actually think my dog thought it’d be cute to run through it and share it with me, so kind of her, right? 🙂 ) — In all seriousness though, it’s just about cleared up now. — Thank God for that! 🙂
I sat down with my laptop to work on my book… but I thought I’d come over to WordPress and type away here first. — I really need to get to work, I’ve got a lot to do, but I like to put the P in procrastination sometimes. (Bad habit, I know.)
I have honey roasted peanuts & Coke too. See, I’m all decked out and ready to go! — Except for that whole procrastination thing. — I’m off to the mountains on Thursday for Vacation. That should be fun, but I will be sure to take my work with me. Ya never know, Sitting outside at night in the cool mountain air… might just make for some good writing. 🙂
I recently made the decision to try and write a blog post every day. Of course once I did that I found that I couldn’t think of anything to write about. Don’t you just hate when that happens?
So anyhow I figured i could talk to you guys a little bit about the progress on my book. 🙂
I have a bad habit of “slacking off” sometimes. Different things contribute to that. Some days I don’t feel very confident. Some days I can’t think of anything decent to write. Some days I get busy and never get around to it.. and then there is the occasional, “I just don’t feel like it today,” days. No matter the reason, it leads to the same thing… nothing gets done.
I’ve had a pretty good mix lately though. A lot of working on it a good bit mixed with not working on it so much. So that’s always a good thing. I feel like as long as I keep it going in between those moments, I’m doing pretty good.
I have a lot of work done with my main female character, Lacy. Partly because I am a female so I relate to her better on that level. Also partly because I don’t have to think about Afghan desert and military things in reference to her. — One thing I can say about her is that she is not a lot like me. I know a lot of authors write books with characters that have a lot of their characteristics, and I admit, sometimes I can see myself in her. However, usually that is not the case. She has characteristics that I see in myself, characteristics that are nothing like me, and sometimes characteristics I wish I had.
This is definitely a work of fiction, lol. I may be married to a former FMF (Fleet Marine Force) Corpsman, but this story is not our story… just in case anyone may be wondering. — When I met my husband he was already in the Navy & when we got married he had been out for 7 months or so. I’ve never lived out this type of life, but I am most definitely enjoying writing about it.
I have worked on writing some of the chapters that fall in the middle of the story, those are also going along really well. I can’t wait to finish the main parts of my book so that I can go back and work from the beginning. It’s all so very exciting!! 🙂
So I’m going to get to writing.. Y’all have a great night!
So last week I got to thinking that I would try to write a new blog post every day. Usually it’s about once a week, sometimes twice. So this post is a little update & a Thank you.
Am I happy? Yes. — How’s my book coming along? Good, I haven’t worked on it at all today.. but I’ve accomplished a lot with it this week. 🙂 — What am I doing? Lounging around scrolling through WordPress and reading other people’s posts.(They’re good btw. 🙂 — How was my day? Great! How was yours? — What am I doing this weekend? Going to a wedding shower on Saturday & the movies on Sunday. — And I am feeling very, very lazy right now,. 🙂
So now I’m going to write y’all a little thank you letter! — So here goes…
Thank-You! I started this blog, and in doing so, I did something that was very scary for me. I had to step out on a ledge, so to speak, and trust that I would not fall. I had to write, I had to share, and I had to trust. — It was easier for me to share with strangers, transitioning over to people that knew me was a lot harder, but I did eventually share this with everyone.–
I say thanks because when I took a leap of faith, you guys helped to strengthen it. 🙂
If you’ve read this blog, if you’ve liked it, followed it, or kept up with it… then you have done a very big thing for me. You have made a difference. You’ve lent a helping hand even if you didn’t realize it. Even if you read it and thought, my goodness, I don’t like this… that’s cool too. You still read it and that still means something to me. 🙂
I appreciate all of you. I appreciate that you spent your time with something I wrote and crafted with the one talent I hold dear to my heart.
So just know that when you read anything I write here on this blog or in any of my other work in the future… it is very much appreciated. Even if I don’t know you personally, if I never know that you read it…. I still thank you. I thank you and I want you to know that it means so very much to me. So once again, Thank – You! 🙂
I didn’t have a good day, nor was my night any better. However I sat down and worked on my book anyhow. I must say, I didn’t just work on it, I kicked butt! 🙂 In fact, I accomplished more tonight than I have in the last few weeks. Sometimes you just have to say I’m doing this, I’m doing it right now, and nothing is getting in the way.
I wrote and wrote. page after page. No road blocks. Not the first, “I have no idea what to write here.” My story just took off and I went along for the ride with it! 🙂
It felt good. It felt really good. The reason I love what I do is because of times like tonight. Because I genuinely love it. There’s nothing I love more than loving what I do. Lol, look I’ve used all my words up that this is now the best I can do.. 🙂
— Also, I want to learn a second language. Random, I know. It’s just the other night I was thinking about it and decided it was something I want to take seriously. I know some Spanish. I learned the basics years ago as an extracurricular in school, but at the time I didn’t really appreciate what was being offered to me, ya know? I think we all do that sometimes. However, I think Ima pick it back up and really learn some Spanish. 🙂 Y’all just wait, I’m going to try it out on you guys, lol.
Oh, and I’ve never been to a drive-in movie… which by the way I am going to rectify very soon. (It’s the little things in life that excite me the most.. )
So a bad day and a bad night have just turned into something much better. I hope the same for all of you guys! (Not the bad stuff, just the good.. 🙂
Sometimes things seem too big to be accomplished. However, usually the problem is the way we are looking at what’s in front of us.
If we look at the big picture it can seem so overwhelming. That’s when we have to take a step back and look at all the little pieces that come together to make the big picture.
So what do we do when even the little piece of the puzzle looks impossible? — Mark 10:27. — We remind ourselves that it’s not impossible.
I spend a lot of time reminding myself that anything is possible. That there’s nothing to be afraid of. Nothing and no one. — That being said, I’m still a big chicken. That’s why I have to spend so much time reminding myself not to be.
You have to understand that I’m afraid of everything to understand why it gets in the way so much. I’m afraid of people, criticism (Tho aren’t we all on that one), failure, (and that one) unfamiliar territory, and on my worst days, I’m afraid I’m simply not capable of very much of anything at all. — It stops me in my tracks. I freeze wherever I’m at and if I’m lucky, I don’t panic.. lol. — Though I’m getting better, it still catches up to me. —
So while even the smallest task may seem impossible… I have to remember that it’s not & then refuse to let anything stop me.
So while everything seems a little too big right now, I’m going work on my book anyway. Usually I would stop. If I’m being honest I’d wait weeks or months to even pick it back up again. — When I started this blog I said I wouldn’t do that anymore. That I wouldn’t let anything stop me. So I won’t. — I’m just going to keep telling myself that it’s not impossible and force myself to keep going.
So as I end this post, just know that I am going to be working as soon as I’m finished here. — It may seem to me like I can’t do this right now that it’s too overwhelming, but if I keep stopping because of that then I won’t ever accomplish what I’ve set out to do… and in the end, I find that far worse than just being afraid to keep going.
Every day counts. — I recently heard someone make this statement during a conversation. It really struck a chord with me. Oh, how right they are. Sometimes I forget just how much every day truly matters. With every passing day time slips away from us. Moments where we have the ability to make a difference slip away from us. Whether we are too afraid or simply just don’t give it enough thought…sometimes we fail to take a leap when we should. Even when presented with the perfect opportunities, I think at times we are all guilty of shying away from it. — Each one of us could very well be a piece of the puzzle that makes a positive difference in someone’s life. — I don’t know about you guys, but I don’t want to miss any more opportunities like that. 🙂
Which leads me to this… my book! (Which by the way, doesn’t have a name yet. Lol, hence why it’s just called “my book” all the time.)
I’ve thought this out many times. I would love to write it, publish it, and have more people than I could ever imagine read it. It’s a dream. If I’m being honest, I’d like to excel at it. Am I prepared for if it doesn’t go well? some days I don’t like that idea, and then some days I’m reminded that it honestly does not matter if I sell millions of copys. Sure, we’d all love too. — However, for me, what really matters is how it affects the hearts & lives of those who do read it.
Who can I reach? Who can I help? Whose face can I put a smile on? Who can I help to escape from reality for a little while? Where can I make a difference? Who can I help to save? Who can I touch? — I’m a big believer in everybody matters. Because I’ve been in a place where I felt I did not matter, I’ve been in a place where I felt like the world was going to suffocate me. I felt like I was alone, until I finally reached a pivotal moment where I reached out… and found God reaching back. — I’ve read a lot of books in my life, tons, a number so high I can’t even begin to count. — The ones that mattered most, those were the ones that touched me. They crept their way into my heart & found a home there. — They made a difference.
I’ve loved to write ever since I was just a child. I would write stories then run down to my grandmother’s house and read them to her. (Oh yeah, I was a cute kid. :)) Writing has been in me since I’ve been in this world. However, I’ve also learned some tough lessons since I’ve been here. If there’s one thing they’ve taught me, it’s compassion & understanding. To reach out to someone broken and make a difference.. I know what that feels like, to be on the end that’s broken. So I know how much it matters that we all reach out in some way, shape, or form.
I write. So that’s how I will reach out. I hope & pray that so very many people will read and enjoy my work. That’s every writer’s dream, including mine. However, more than that, I hope I make a difference for someone. For a lot of someones. I hope I can help someone. Maybe someone like me, maybe someone completely different. — I don’t want anyone to sit around & think they’re nobody, or to think that their situation is hopeless. — I will write with all my heart & soul. — If there is anyone out there going through whatever is happening in my stories or in my writing… my ultimate goal is to help them. To just put a little spark of life, hope, and love into their hearts.
If I can do that.. then I’ve done my part. I just have to keep reminding myself that every day counts, so I have to spend every moment that I can writing. Because if I fail to do that, then I can’t help anyone. 🙂
Writing cannot be done without the use of ones’ thought, mind, or imagination. There’s a lot of heart and soul in it, but if your mind is cluttered with way too many thoughts when you’re stressed… Heaven knows it’s going to be hard to pull something decent out of it. — As I sit here tonight, I have so much on my mind that I can’t think straight. I don’t know what to write tonight. Not in the book I’m working on and not even here. I’m at a standstill.
I’m sure I’ll get the spark back… I always do. Everything twirling around in my mind makes it so hard to concentrate on anything at all. — I’m an anxious person. I try really hard not to be, but let’s face it… somehow, it seems to find me. It pulls me into a place that tries to block out all the light in my life. It consumes me. — People make me nervous. Life makes me nervous. — I know in my heart that I’m bigger than this. I know that I have a God bigger than this. I also know that I’m only human… therefore, sometimes I fail. Sometimes I fail to pull myself up and away from the anxiety and the clutter surrounding me. — This past week has just been one of those weeks.
There are a lot of people out there that judge others harshly. They look at another person’s life and they think they know enough. This right here, all of this anxiety, it is how I learned not to be that way. People can look at me and see a lot of things… only, they don’t always see the struggles and the battles. They don’t know what’s going on inside. — That’s why kindness is so important. One never knows when they might be the only light someone sees that day.
It’s a very cliché phrase… WWJD? What Would Jesus Do? — He’d be the light. He’d be the kindness. He’d be the love. I was a child when I learned that phrase. I didn’t fully understand its meaning… but I do now. For that, I am glad. I never want to fail to be the kindness that someone else needs.. partly because I understand what it’s like to need the kindness and compassion myself.
I really don’t know what this blog post is all about. I came here and had nothing to say. What I ended up saying.. well, this is definitely one of the most personal posts I’ve written yet, lol. — I guess you can take it however you’d like to. I’m an overly emotional writer tonight, I think everyone should strive to be kind, or simply that I had nothing to write and came up with all this insightful randomness. — You can choose whatever you want. 🙂 —
Communication. It’s a beautiful thing when done correctly. — This post has nothing to do with my book tonight. I’m a writer. I like to write fiction; I find it fun & entertaining. That being said and all, it’s not what makes me a writer. — That comes from within, that comes from the heart.
Writing can be so much a part of someone that they can’t ever really be separated from it. I’ve written poems, I’ve written what I like to call “confessionals” (basically I’d just sit down at the end of the day & write whatever came to mind, it’s fun stuff, you learn a lot about yourself.) I’ve written letters when I couldn’t find the write words to communicate with someone. I practically write a book in my Christmas cards every year (I threw that one in for fun, but really, it’s true.) I’ve written blog posts. 🙂 I’ve written a book review here or there..(those aren’t my favorite, but I like to share my thoughts with others.) In college, I could choose any way I wanted to do a project… I’d write a paper, of course. I’ve written for no reason at all, literally just randomness on paper. — Writers aren’t writers simply because they just up and decided it’s what they would do. No, they write because it’s who they are.
This blog is supposed to be about my journey from writing to publishing, and everything in between. A person’s journey doesn’t just consist solely of point A and point B. Everything in between shapes a person and that makes a difference in the end. So when I feel like escaping for a little while, chances are probably high that this is where I’ll go.. to the place where I write.
I’m a very passionate person and I feel very strongly about everything in life. So as I continue to share a little piece of myself with everyone through this blog, you’re going to start seeing who I am. I’m as shy as they come, most likely, too shy. However, if you put pen and paper in front of me, or a keyboard… you may start to wonder, “who is this?” and “where did Heather go?” — I’m always here, I’m always the same… but when I write, it’s when I shine. It’s where I feel like I’m at home. It’s when I feel like myself.
In the beginning of this post I mentioned something about communication. — You may very well be thinking that I’ve lost my mind, seeing as how nothing I’ve said since then has been about that. I haven’t, I promise. — The thing is, communication is very important and writing is my way of communicating. It’s my way of living, of happiness, and of being. It’s all I know. — God gave us all something to be good at. He blessed us with some sort of talent, with a way to share His love with the world. — This is my way. This is my talent. I can feel it. I will write to the very end of my days and I will never stop thanking God for making me a writer.
If I don’t communicate my way I turn everything into a giant mess. 🙂 If I don’t keep going down this road I’ll be giving up the heart of who I am… and what’s life all about anymore when your heart’s not in it? — I was told I couldn’t make it in the writing world long before I’d even started trying… and I gave up. I quit because I feared defeat… and yet, that fear is what left me defeated. Isn’t that cute? Being afraid to fail is what lead to my failure.
Well not anymore. I refuse to fail and I refuse to give up. This little lady has a lot of writing to do. Which means you guys have a lot of reading to do! 🙂