Out of the Box

A quick entry:
I am entering a writing contest for the very first time in my life! I am very nervous, but very excited about it. I have to write a short story with the theme having to do with women today. Should be easy enough, considering that I am, in fact, a woman of today.
But, I've never written a short story before. I have a wild imagination which is why novels are my calling....but I'm going to try.
It's for Good Housekeeping magazine and Jodi Picoult, one of my favorite authors, is the guest judge! Jodi Picoult will be reading MY story!
So it must be good. Very very good.
Wish me luck and I'll try to post it here when it's done!

Who's Married? Me?? No...

I'm taking a moment to post this:





Because they(Love and Theft) are my new obsession...and I got to meet them!

You can check out their video here:

Momentary lapse in sanity. My husband knows who he married. What of it??

Motivation

I started paying attention to when I do my best writing. The events of the day, how I've been feeling, you know, my general mood.
And it seems to me that the more angry I become, the more adrenaline I have coursing through my veins, the more motivated I am to write. And everything I say surprises me, even years later.
For example:
I haven't touched my computer for any reason other than scoping out people on Facebook or reading up on my favorite bloggers since sometime near the end of 2008. This was mainly because I was so focused on my wedding, I couldn't hear myself think through the swarm of must-do's and ohmigod's buzzing in my brain.
Even after the wedding, I still had trouble getting back to my 'special place'. I was discouraged, even a little depressed. I know that a writer can't sit around and wait for inspiration and normally I don't. But I literally had no creative juices flowing and it was the worst time of my life.(The lack of inspiration, not being married! :)
Then one day I opened my email at work and there sat this two page letter from my mother-in-law who 'wanted to say a few things to me'.
And then proceeded to tell me that I was rude and disrespectful to her and her family and included incidents that have never even happened!
Then she delivered the biggest blow:
She had the nerve to say that my father-in-law, who employs my husband, is how my 'bread gets buttered'. Basically saying that without FIL and my husband, I would be nowhere and nothing.
The next day, I started writing again.
I decided, if subconsciously, that no one was going to make me feel like I had to rely on another in order to survive in this world. No one was going to tell me I wasn't good enough to do something.
This is my life, my world, all that I am. I WILL make it. I WILL butter my own bread.
And she can kiss my ass.

Blank Slate

I ended my last blog with a post that stated I would be back, eventually, with a reason to write.

I wanted to have something to say, something that wasn't mindless chatter that no one actually cares about anyway.

Once people look forward to hearing what I have to say, maybe then I can talk about the things I have rolling around in my head, the random banter that is my norm.

This blog....

Is going to be about my climb.

My climb to what, you ask?

My climb to success, to being the person people want to hear about.

I am a writer, have always been a writer, it is in my blood, the one thing that completes me.

I have not been published, and this is most likely due to a lack of backbone on my part. I have stories, poems, letters that could make some seriously good articles.

It fills my office, clutters my mind, and is desperate to receive the attention it deserves.

I have an idea for a book.

I have the greatest desire to write novels, stories that will make people smile, laugh, fall in love, cry, and find peace in their own lives.

This is my goal.

This is my dream.

I wanted to make this blog as a way to reach out, to connect with anyone who is willing to listen, to offer advice, to be a shoulder on what is probably going to be a long and treacherous journey.

This time, I am going to do it.

I am going to overcome my fear of rejection, my fear of failure, and put myself out there.

This is going to be the start of a new me, and I'm dedicating it to all of the people who believed in me, and also to the people who had no faith at all.

It is because of you, because of ALL of you, that I am moving forward, starting this new chapter in my life.

Once I have started outlining my story, I am going to post updates on my ideas, reveal the plot, introduce my characters, and wait for feedback.

I don't know who will read this, but I am putting it out there for all to see.

Thanks in advance to anyone who is willing to pause for a minute on my page, to get to know me just a little bit.

And hopefully in a not so long amount of time, you will see my name as you walk in the front door of Barnes and Noble, you will pick up my book and a cup of Starbucks coffee, and you will make me a friend for life.

It's nice to meet you.