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I have been a writer with the aspirations of being published since I was 10.  I would have my mom buy me journals anytime it was possible.  I would write actual novels.  My first ever attempt was a book called Cassie.  How I wish I could find that book!  I would love to see what 10-year-old me found important enough to write.  I do remember it being a romance novel.  I had a crime novel as well.  I can’t remember the title, but I remember there was a lady detective and all that.  I also remember I wrote it in a composition book.  I did find a book that I started when I probably around 12 or 13 not too long ago.  It was about a girl who lost her virginity.  Pretty risque for someone who didn’t lose her virginity until she was 20.

These past few years I have been so close to being published I can taste it!  I have a first draft that is completed.  And I’m working on a YA fantasy series at the moment.  I’ve subscribed to literary magazines, Writer’s Market, Poets & Writers, The Write Practice and so on and so forth.FANMADE_Twilight_facedesk

I have just been in a funk lately with my writing.  I’ve not been motivated – and yes, I know that’s just an excuse.  Writers aren’t motivated most of the time.  I have had excuse after excuse.  I am now re-working my romance novel from it being centered on the struggles of online dating to the struggles of the protagonist re-opening her mothers’ LGBT community center – which I believe will be better in the end.  My latest excuse is that I left my short story outline at work.

I received an email from Glimmer Train last month about their New Writer’s Open.  I let all my emails pile up in my writing account.  When I started to clean my inbox out, I found it.  It had been buried, and I come to find out the deadline is at the end of this month.  I suddenly had the insatiable urge to submit.  I have submitted to them before, and I got a rejection letter.  My first ever rejection.  It sucked, but even the great Stephen King got rejected.  Like a lot.  Also, I haven’t submitted my work anywhere else.  Which I need to do as well.

With the new sense of purpose, I started to outline my story.  Luckily, work was so slow yesterday that I was able to almost complete my outline and finish a book – which I will post a review soon.  My girls are with their dad this weekend, so it was going to be a perfect time to bang out my short story within a day.  On the drive home, I realized that I left my outline at work.  My new sense of purpose dwindled.  UGH! All that hard work… what if I don’t cover everything I wanted to that was in my outline.


Also, I have to save Princess Zelda from Calamity Ganon.  I mean… this weekend has gone to pot!


Meh. On second thought, that bish cray.

Then I read a post from a writer, and it was eye opening.  He said that he has been wanting to publish a book for 30 years and hasn’t gotten the motivation to see it through.  I don’t want another 30 years to pass me by without being published.

I just got to power through it all and get my stuff out there!  Wish me luck, y’all!!



Single Mom of Two Wonderful Girls. In Love with her Kiwi Soul Mate. In Love with God and the Blessings He's Given.

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