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A Lost Coke… & Memories Abound…

Curious about what I’m up to right now?

Probably not.

That’s okay.

I’m still going to tell you all about it! πŸ˜€

Singing. Writing. Drinking. — Water. It’s water, y’all.

I had a Coke, which is rare for me as it is, because I don’t drink them very often. When I do they usually come from a restaurant & are filled slap full of ice. It’s probably more ice than Coke, really, but that’s the only way I like it.

Anyway. I picked up dinner on the way home, and my lovely husband, thinking it was his drink he was finished with… dumped it down the drain. *sighs* That’s what I get for drinking something so bad for me, eh? Can’t even enjoy it!

Oh well.

As far as the singing. Love songs. Cheatin’ songs. Throwbacks I’ve been belting out for years. — I do that while I write. Music really helps with inspiration anyway. — But it also brings back memories that make me smile. For instance…

I’m listening to Sunny Sweeney’s, From a Table Away. Way, way back… years ago… after I’d just met my husband, long before he was my husband, I posted these song lyrics on Facebook…

“And I heard you tell her you still love her, so it doesn’t matter what you say, I saw it all, from a table away.”

Now for context, my husband didn’t like country music back then. He wouldn’t listen to it. He was all rock all the way. Now, though… he’s got programmed country stations all up in the car. So this was well before that.

And this was back when everything was so new, fresh, exciting, and fun. Ya know, when you’re falling in love & everything is cute.

He commented on those lyrics, saying something or other about how that was exactly why country music was trouble. πŸ˜€

I just remember grinning, thinking he was too adorable. — That’s been, goodness, nearly 9 years ago now. Holy cow. That was back in 2010. Late summer, 2010. Wow. Can’t even believe I’ve know him that long. — Time flies, y’all. — Also, just to clarify, I still think he’s adorable… just, ya know, not every single thing he says is adorable anymore. — hahahahahahaa! πŸ˜€

See!! Music… memories. They go hand in hand sometimes. Helps fuel emotion & creativity. Things that are imperative for any writer. Any person, really. πŸ˜€

As for the writing. I’m supposed to be working on novel #2… but here I am. Not doing that. Procrastinating like a boss! Is there an award for that? Can I get one? πŸ˜‰

Okay, before y’all start handing out awards I’ve definitely earned & would, likely, hang on my wall with pride, I’m going to get out of here & get to work.

Much Love,
Heather!

 

 

 

In Case You’re Interested In An Update…

Hey Everyone! πŸ˜€

It’s Saturday night, well, technically it’s early Sunday morning… but, that’s really neither here nor there.

Exercised a few hours ago, fresh out of the shower, and now I am sprawled on my couch watching Elementary on Hulu. — I am living the life, let me tell ya! πŸ˜‰

Quick update! — Also. I haven’t blogged in a while & as my fingers are flying across this keyboard I can’t tell y’all how much I’ve missed it. Of course, I spend a great deal of time typing, but still, this is different. It feels different. Novel writing & blogging are two different beasts.

Let me tell y’all where I’m at!

Book 1: Forgiving Annaleigh! — Completed. Although I am currently reading back through it & looking for any errors that may have escaped mine or any of my lovely beta reader’s notice. — It happens, y’all. It happens. — The book cover. Much closer to being completed. Hang tight, I’ll start marketing for Forgiving Annaleigh very soon. Every day is a day closer to publication, although I don’t have an exact date for that yet… there are a lot of ducks to get in a row… I’m wrangling them, bear with me. πŸ™‚

Book 2: Chasing Charley! — Is roughly 55,000 words along! Whoo-hoo! πŸ˜€ We are over half way there, just 30,000 words or so to go… which won’t take as long as you may think. I’m steadily working on this book week in and week out, amidst all the other things I’m doing. — Side note about this one. — It’s special. Near & dear to my heart, as Charley’s story is the closest thing to my very own story that will ever be put to paper. She’s not me & her story isn’t exactly the same as mine, but she’s a lot like me, and it’s very, very similar. — As soon as it’s complete… I’ll jump into editing & that book cover comes next. — Hopefully, it won’t be long after book 1 comes out, that you’ll be seeing book 2!

Book 3: Loving Lynsey! — Stay tuned! I have several scenes mapped out & I’m super excited to get started with this one! I won’t start it until book 2 is complete though, but it is in the early planning stages. I’ll dive in much deeper once I’ve finished writing Chasing Charley.

As for this Sweetgum Valley Series, there are a lot of books to come! This is just the beginning. I have big plans for this small little world that I’ve created and all these characters that I’ve grown to love.

I cannot wait to share them with you! Hang tight, they’re coming. πŸ˜€

Now that you’ve been sufficiently updated, I’m going to focus on Sherlock over here solving crimes on my tv. πŸ˜€

Much love,
Heather! πŸ™‚

Honeysuckles, Brownies, & Husbands!

Just a couple pictures of the honeysuckles in our backyard. My husband took these btw! I’m horrid with a camera. Y’all wouldn’t get nearly this quality without him. πŸ˜‚

So. It’s Saturday night. I’m going to kick back, relax a little. Maybe watch tv, maybe edit some more. – I have 50 pages to go… I bout got it y’all!

Might even get a brownie, too! And ice cream. What’s a brownie without ice cream? Half a treat, that’s what! πŸ˜‚

Alright! Enjoy the pics… courtesy of my lovely husband! ❀

& I’ll chat with y’all later!

Edits, Covers, and Middle-earth Battles…

Few things!

I’m editing. Well, I have been all day. It’s tedious & exhausting. — I quit.

I’m kidding. I don’t quit. I just said it because I could. It was a lie. I apologize.

I have taken an editing break to map out book covers for a couple of hours. — I had a loose idea for the first book cover. We were sort of running with it, seeing where it was going. But I’m the most indecisive person in the world & I was just like, wait! Idk!

Book 1 is loosely titled, Coming Home. I say loosely because I’m indecisive, y’all.

I didn’t have a title when I wrote or finished it & thought it’d be hard to come up with one. And I literally typed my last sentence, got super excited, and then it hit me like a ton of bricks. — I had no idea what to title the thing. Not a clue.

I turned around to walk out the bedroom door and out of nowhere it just popped into my head. — Coming Home.

And I felt like it was sort of meant to be. Until I googled how many romances already have that title. — It’s a lot.

So I’ve been second guessing ever since. We’ll see what happens. I have a theme going with my titles. It’s another reason I feel the need to stick with it. — Anyhow, we’ll see.

Back to book covers! I had a loose idea, now I don’t know. I’m taking a quick step back to put serious thought into it. I didn’t before & it’s probably super important that I do. Yada yada.

Because it’s a series, they need to have some sort of the same vibe going on. — To clarify. It’s a series, but each novel is stand alone. — And there are at least, as of now, ten novels. — Get excited y’all! — But still. I need to plot this out better. And I’m working on that now.

This is all new and I’m learning as I go.Β  I will nail this. I will. Give me time. Contrary to what I said earlier. I do not quit. I will not surrender. — And now I want to watch The Two Towers… solely for the Helm’s Deep battle. — Got myself all psyched up for war. πŸ˜€

Literally, I may pop it in and watch it. — While I map out book covers.

So, current agenda:

  • Finish round 4 of edits on book 1 & send it back out for more feedback.
  • Continue working on book 2 as I go. — Still roughly around 20,000 words.
  • Figure out these darn book covers. So we can get the first one nailed down asap.
  • Take a deep breath.
  • Watch Lord of the Rings. — Because the last march of the Ents makes me feel like a champion & I could use a little of that right now. πŸ˜€

See y’all!
Heather.

 

 

 

Quick Pop In

Hey guys!

Never made it on yesterday. I was super busy and by the time I remembered it was after midnight. Not the end of the world though. πŸ™‚

As for today… I spent the entire day editing, and just spent the last hour exercising. Which was nice after sitting in front of the computer all day.

Right now I’m hungry though! So I’m going to raid my kitchen. πŸ˜€

As soon as I get finished editing and get it in the hands of some readers for a little feedback, I promise to devote more time here. — I’m just trying to bust it out as quickly as possible.

See Ya Tomorrow,
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. πŸ˜‰

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. πŸ˜€

Heather! πŸ™‚

A Twist On The Classic Writing Prompt…

I went searching for writing prompts a little while ago and was far more amused with my thoughts than I was anything.

So this is a list ofΒ  ten writing prompts and my first thoughts upon reading each of them. — You’re welcome! πŸ˜‰

  1. You appear in an infinite white room with nothing but yourself and a piece of paper saying, “You have been banned from existence.” —Β Certainly not! Jesus would never!
  2. Luna, from a waterless village, is compelled to enter the dark forest to fetch water for her dying mother… —Β I don’t think so. Somebody better make it rain!
  3. You sold your soul to the devil some years ago. Today he gives it back and says, “I need a favor.”Β — Certainly did not! Devil is a lie. — Y’all crazy.
  4. She gripped the rim of the porcelain sink and tried to steady her hands. “One last time,” she whispered to herself. One. Last. Time. —Β This about a prostitute working up the nerve to turn one last trick? πŸ‘€
  5. The ghost silently led the young woman…. —Β NOPE.
  6. The man leans into you. There is a dark red, almost black color to the whites of his eyes. He is so close his nose is almost touching yours. You can feel his breath when he says, “We all have it in here. We’re all infected. —Β The hell we are!
  7. The phone rings. The voice on the other end says, “We need you again.” then hangs up. —Β Samuel L. Jackson called Tony Stark, didn’t he?
  8. I dare you to touch her again. —Β Fight, Fight, Fight!
  9. “Sorry, my room is a little messy.” — “The phrase pig sty comes to mind.” —Β Did my mama write this? She did, didn’t she?
  10. “I’m no better than you. But at least I’m not you, and right now.. that’s worth a lot. —Β Well somebody’s going through an ugly breakup.

See, what fun! πŸ™‚

Heather!

 

 

 

 

 

I Did It! :D

Y’all wanna know what I did? Hang tight… I’ll tell ya. πŸ™‚

It’s been a minute since I’ve been here. I haven’t typed up a blog post since about September, October-ish. The last time I did, it was to tell you all that I was finally doing it. Like for real, it was happening.

If you read that post… you know I’m talking about my book. I’ve struggled to get it off the ground for years now… but this was the year. It was finally happening.

There were times I almost popped on here to give you updates, talk about word count, and regale you with tales of my writing escapades. Part of me wanted to share it with you guys… another part of me was tired of sharing all those things and then letting you all down… letting myself down.

I knew this time was different, but that didn’t mean you guys had any way of knowing that. So instead… every time I got excited, or hit some small milestone… I shot texts off to my best friend, called up my Mama, or talked my husbands ears off… because believe me, I was excited. They were all probably sick of me at various times along the way… but they were with me, all the way.

My mama read intimate scenes so she could inform me whether they were classy or not… she said I wasn’t allowed to embarrass her.. πŸ˜€

My best friend… read, I can’t tell you, how many snippets of text and provided feedback, which she wholeheartedly demanded credit for, mind you, and all the while complaining because she wanted to read the whole thing and I was moving to slowly for her. Apparently, I needed to speed it up.

My husband… who, let’s face it, understands things like alien ants taking over the world far better than he does two people falling in love… soldiered on head first into sounding board mode and engaged in countless plot point discussions, despite his disappointment at the lack of sci-fi. πŸ˜€

God… well… that almost speaks for itself doesn’t it? If He hadn’t turned my life upside down and inside out this past year, in the best possible ways, we wouldn’t be here. I wouldn’t be typing this and we wouldn’t be having this discussion at all. He kick-started everything and He gets all the glory.

As for myself… cause I did write the thing after all… πŸ™‚ — I stuck with it. On days I didn’t wanna… on days I did wanna… and every day in between. I believed in myself, and for the first time ever… I didn’t care what anybody else believed.

There is so much freedom in that, I can’t even tell y’all.

So… In September, on the 14th. I sat down and started working again. I had roughly around 7,000 words. I now… Four & a half months later… have a completed, 80,000-ish word novel.

Say what?! Yeah… I did it! — I didn’t do it alone! But I definitely did it!

Now what? — Well, Gotta edit the blasted thing. But we’re gonna dive right in. Then I’m gonna turn around and dive right on in to the wonderful world of publishing…. (Y’all pray for me… I thought writing it was scary… eeek!) — At the same time… we’re gonna get started on book 2! Keep on rolling!

I started on this book 2 years ago… and couldn’t get it off the ground. — Well, y’all… it’s off the ground now… we’ve taken flight… and it’s only just beginning. πŸ™‚

 

 

 

 

 

The Search History Of A Writer…

Ya know what you learn writing a book?

Things you think you knew… you did not actually know as well as you thought. — And sometimes it’ll make you feel like you are especially dumb. πŸ˜‰

You will spend a ridiculous amount of time researching and googling things you thought you knew enough about. — Turns out there’s a lot you don’t actually know about simple things you thought you knew and sometimes what you know slips your mind altogether.

When you are trying to be descriptive and accurate…. there’s a lot you don’t realize you need extra help with.

I have examples!

Tonight alone I’ve googled… Japanese Maples, types of sweaters, plaid scarfs, kitchen decor, various shades of green, the definition of the word rich, how to describe the color yellow, words for describing a kitchen, the name of the silver refrigerators, (It’s stainless steel by the way, I own one! ) what outdoor furniture looks like, synonyms for… bright, dark, muttered, perfect, colorful, exasperated, capture, proud of, and emotion.

Y’all that’s just tonight. & I assure you it’s not just a one night thing. It’s an every day thing.

Anybody ever stumbles across my search history and they’re gonna think I’m an idiot. Like… next level dumb.

That’s okay though… as long as I nail descriptive and accurate. πŸ‘ŒπŸ˜€