Sunday, December 28, 2014

2014 Reflections and Moving Forward

I was going to wait until New Year’s Eve to write this post, but my heart is overfilled with emotion and nostalgia this evening.  I thought what better time to write this post than when I was actually feeling all the things that I meant to write about.  This will be a lengthy post filled with book news, life lessons, goals for the future, and just a general conglomeration of thoughts.  Bear with me and you may actually take away something worthwhile, or if nothing else, you’ll have a procrastination tool at your fingertips. 

Before I get into the stuff that most people searching for a book blog will have no interest in, I want to make my top list of books I have read this year.  Some are old books, some are new (or were new at the time I read them).  Most have been reviewed on my blog or on my Goodreads account.  By the way, if you have a Goodreads account, feel free to add me.  You can also follow me on Twitter (@kentuckyheather) or on Facebook (www.facebook.com/kentuckyheather).

My Favorite Books of 2014 (in no particular order)

11.    The True Reign Series – Jennifer Anne Davis:  I didn’t put these as individual books because the entire trilogy blew me away.  I can’t even rank the three books, The Key, Red, and War, in order of preference.  I had never read a historical-type fiction before, but this one knocked it out of the park.  I was fortunate enough to receive these e-books for free from the awesome folks at Clean Teen Publishing in exchange for an honest review.  And they definitely received honest reviews.  These are young adult books and are just very awesome.  If you get a chance to read them, please do.

22.     Concealed in the Shadows – Gabrielle Arrowsmith:  This was a really great dystopian young adult.  It was also given to me by Clean Teen Publishing in exchange for an honest review.  I have to tell you.  The authors at CTP are truly phenomenal.  They pretty much dominate my list of favorite authors/books of 2014.  Released from the Darkness is the sequel to Concealed in the Shadows and while it is really quite good as well, Concealed in the Shadows takes the cake of this series.

33.     White Hot Kiss – Jennifer L. Armentrout: I have said this about sixty time, but Jennifer Armentrout could rewrite the phone book and I would think it is amazing.  She has a way with words that I could never imitate.  I’ve began several of her series’ this year and I would love to have her entire collection of novels.  Perhaps that will be my goal for 2015 – own every Jennifer Armentrout book for my collection.

44.    Fangirl – Rainbow Rowell: I have managed to read a couple Rainbow Rowell books this year, but Fangirl is by far the best, in my opinion. 

55.     The Gunslinger – Stephen King: This was recommended to me by a couple of my avid book lover friends.  I enjoy a good Stephen King read.  I had never ventured into the Dark Tower series, but I am glad I started.  I did not review this book, as it is so old, but I am excited to delve into the remainder of the series.  My best friend and I decided to read them together so we could discuss the books afterwards.  She has read them before, but we both love to discuss books.  I wish I had more people to talk about books with!  I know you guys read my blog posts, but you are way silent on the comment front!!

66.      The Gone Series – Stacy Claflin:  I feel a little biased for putting these in here because I am one of Stacy’s beta readers for this series and my input on how to improve the books before they are published has made an impact.  I feel connected to these books because I had a hand in helping her make the final product so good.  The series is very chilling in that it deals with a girl who is bullied and finds solace in an online relationship; however, when she meets up with her online “boyfriend,” he is actually a predator and kidnaps her.  The books go through the girl’s terror at being kidnapped as well as what happens to her family and friends left behind once she is gone.  I think it got to me so much because my maternal instincts kicked in and I was emotionally attached to the characters and worried constantly about the girl’s safety as well as the mental health and emotional well-being of the loved ones she left behind.  I’m not sure if you would classify this series as a young adult or a mystery or what, but for what it is, I thought it was well executed in the end product after seeing the beginning drafts and the post-edits/final products.  It was cool to go through the entire process with this series.  I think it will always have a special place in my book arsenal because of these reasons.

77.     A Thousand Splendid Suns – Khaled Hosseini:   Here’s another author that could re-write the phone book and still be magnificent.  I had never really read books about Middle Eastern culture or really any other cultures for that matter.  This book was amazing.  Is it better than The Kite Runner?  I’m not sure.  They are both equally top notch.  I love this book and the writing style and character development.  It had me captured with every single word on the page.  I look forward to reading more of Mr. Hosseini’s books.

88.      Celestra Forever After – Addison Moore:  What would my list be without a book by my female author crush, Addison Moore?  I’m really getting into her new adult books.  I never thought I would be into new adult romance books ever, but between Addison Moore, Tiffany King, and J. Lynn ( Jennifer L. Armentrout), I am 100% hooked.  It doesn’t hurt that Celestra Forever After follows my favorite characters:  Skyla, Logan, Gage, Cooper, and Laken from the Celestra and Countenance series’.  I’m currently reading The Dragon and the Rose (Celestra Forever After #2) and while I am getting a little agitated at our girl Skyla for being so dense sometimes, I still hold this as my biggest book guilty pleasure.  No matter how hokey or frustrating it gets, I’m going to keep on reading just because I have the biggest fictional character crushes on Cooper and Logan and Gage and Marshall, though I’m wishing right now that Skyla would get her head out of her lady bits and kick Gage to the curb for a bit.

99.    The Grey Wolves Series – Quinn Loftis:  I have slacked off on this series, mainly because of my lack of funds.  But I began the series this year and I can’t even remember what book number I am on.  It was surreal to meet Quinn Loftis herself at UtopYA and to meet some of the models that she uses on her covers.  I also manages to snag some legal advice from Quinn’s husband.  The Loftis powerhouse are the sweetest, most talented, most down to earth people I have met in a long time.  I love the energy that Quinn pours into her books and though at times, I feel like the wolf pack gets a little too immature and hokey for my taste, I think I will stick by and carry the series out to the end.  I’ve invested this much time and money into it so far, so I may as well continue to keep trucking on.

Well, that sums up the book portion of my post.  Hopefully 2015 will bring even better reading material and I can add some awesome reviews to my blog.  I like that I have branched out to cover some film and to input my opinions on life in general here and there.  I haven’t decided if I will include info of my own writing projects in this blog or if I will create a separate author blog, but you’ll be the first to know.  Now onto the portion of the blog that you may or may not care about.  I’m writing it more for myself, but you may find some valuable info below if you stick around.

Did I Succeed in My 2014 New Year’s Resolutions?

Almost.  I had some pretty reasonable resolutions for 2014.  I successfully met almost all of them except for two, but there’s still a few days left and I am optimistic.  So what were my resolutions and which ones have I failed at?

1.       The obligatory weight loss resolution.  I resolved to lose 20 pounds in 2014.  Did I make it?  Heck yes!  Not only did I lose 20 pounds, I lost almost 50.  Now, part of it is due to being on Adderall and having multiple autoimmune diseases, but I also started exercising and cut out most of the sugars, starches, and carbs in my life.  I had a little backslide between Thanksgiving and present day, but I’m back on track with my healthy eating starting today and I don’t think I will have an issue going forward, apart from my NYE shenanigans I intend to get into.
2.      Read 60 books this year.  Have I met it?  Not yet.  I still need to complete 6 books.  I think I can make it.  I am partially finished with a handful of books, so if I sit down every evening and read the ones I am partially finished with, I think I can make the 60 book goal.  If I don’t, 54 books in a year is nothing to scoff at.  That’s over one book a week already.  I can be satisfied with that.
3.      Make friends in this new town.  I’ve done that.  Granted I feel as if I have lost two of the most important friends I have made this year.  But I am thankful that they were in my life for the time that they were.  Both of these people meant more to me than they will ever know.  They still mean so much to me.  I hope that with time, we can repair our friendships.  I am thankful that I have made friends with my neighbors.  They take care of me when I need it and have been here for me through thick and thin.  I am so shy that I don’t make friends very easily.  I was worried I would never fit in after moving here.  But I have just what I need in the friend department, and I seem to be adding new friends to my life as time moves on here.  As long as I have time left in this town, I think I will be okay in the friend department.
4.      Learn to let go of what drove me to run away to this town in the first place and begin to love myself.  It has taken me until the midnight hour to do this, but I am there.  The person who caused me to flee my prior life is no longer going to be a problem and finally accepting that everything that happened is not my fault and that I’m actually not that bad of a person has made me appreciate my life.  I think finally having the support of my family has helped in the “loving myself” department.  More on this later.
5.      Stop dropping the f-bomb.  Yeah….I straight up failed this one and I don’t know if a few more days will help.  I’m willing to try though.
6.      Understand what unconditional love is and believe that I deserve it.  Yes.  Finally.  Yes.  This doesn’t mean I am in a relationship.  I’m not.  But I finally understand the true meaning of love and I realize that I am capable of having unconditional love.  I should never settle for anything less.

All in all, I think I did pretty well in the resolution department.  Some may disagree, but this newfound confidence and understanding of myself that I have has made me realize that I don’t care what anyone else thinks of me.  I am who I am and that’s the best person that I can be.  I have no resolutions for 2015.  It’s not really important to make them.  It’s an expected tradition, but I think I’m going to call them goals and future aspirations.  It’s easier to work toward goals than it is toward an obligatory resolution.  People expect you to make resolutions every year and nobody tends to keep them.  But your goals . . . those are your own.  Those are pieces of your heart and soul that you can work toward and nobody can take that away from you.

2014 Reflections and Moving Forward into 2015

2014 has been a very emotional roller coaster of a ride, but in the end, I think everything has worked out to put me in a position to make 2015 the best year I have had in a very long time.  I’ve been through the ringer this year.  I’ve made friends and lost them.  I’ve fallen in love.  I’ve had to face head on the reason why I left my hometown in the first place.  I’ve argued and fought with someone more than I have in my entire life.  I’ve had to wait and worry that my doctors were going to discover that I had cancer.  I became eternally grateful that I do not have cancer, but rather fibromyalgia and lupus.  I’ve been criticized and broken and hurt to the point that I didn’t think I could get out of bed another day.  I’ve lost someone close to me and have had to deal with the regret and guilt that I didn’t tell him I loved him and didn’t get to say goodbye.  I’ve tried to better myself and kept falling into a slump.  I’ve had someone that I really cared about essentially point out the things that are wrong with me and tell me that they wanted to delete me from their life because of my issues.  I almost lost my father last month. 

But that’s all negative.  I’ve also had so many positive things.  I have actual readers on my blog! I’ve acquired the courage to not give up on my dream of writing.  I discovered the power of positivity through said friend who doesn’t care if they talk to me ever again, and while I had bad slumps where I forgot to use it and forgot its power, I got back on track.  I discovered that despite years of being torn down and stripped of all of my dignity and self-confidence, I am capable of having unconditional love.  I am capable of being loved.  I am capable of loving myself.  I discovered that despite what the naysayers think about me, I have so many successes in my life and I don’t want to hide from that anymore.  I have three college degrees.  I’m a lawyer, for Pete’s sake.  I passed two state’s bar exams.  One without even studying.  I have devoted my career life to helping people who do not have their own voices.  I overcame a horrific domestic violence situation and have been able to use my experiences to assist others who are in the same place that I was.  I did what I had to do to get the help I needed to get past what happened to me before.  In the last week, I have rekindled my relationship with my family members.  They have helped me have the courage and strength to actually sit down and think about what is truly important to me and what will make me happy.  For once, I feel like I have the support system in place to do what will make me happy.  I no longer have to walk on eggshells and be a people pleaser.  I am free to be myself and the amazing person that I was created to be.

Are there things I still wish I could fix?  Of course.  It’s still difficult for me to grasp all of the successes that I have had in my life, especially with the failures I have had recently.  But when I think about it, if I put all of my successes on a scale against my failures, I am a hella successful lady.  I can count on one hand all of the things I have failed in my life.  1) a high school exam on the Canterbury Tales; 2) my driver’s test the first time around; 3) the MPRE in November to keep my WV law license (but I passed it in Kentucky while I was still in law school); 4) my first shot at NaNoWriMo (but I don’t even consider that a failure – I wrote a large chunk of what I consider to be a great first effort at a novel and I am still plugging away at it); 5) my friendship with someone I admire and value.

So what can I do here?  Well, I can’t do anything about the high school exam.  I got an A in the class anyone.  I passed my driver’s test the second time around.  I can take the MPRE again.  I’m going to finish the novel’s first draft by the end of February so I can have an editor and some beta readers give feedback for it.  I am going to give the broken friendship some space and hope that one day it can be repaired.  If it can’t, at least I’ve learned a life lesson from it.

What did I learn from the failed friendship?  Well . . . honesty is the best policy, as cliché as that sounds.  Also, timing is everything and I should go with my gut feeling rather than what others want me to do (stop being a people pleaser).  I met this friend when it was a terrible time for me.  It seemed to be a terrible time for him as well.  I tried.  But I didn’t give it my best.  I didn’t listen to my gut feeling and instead, I convinced myself of things that simply just weren’t true.  I admired this person and legitimately cared for him, though not in the way I had brainwashed myself into thinking that I did.  I think I clung on so tightly because of my fear of commitment.  I knew he was emotionally unavailable and would never let me into his little circle of true friends, so I latched onto that and became infatuated with the idea of breaking the barriers down simply because I knew it couldn’t happen and, therefore, I had nothing to worry about on the commitment end.  It was a distraction from what was really going on.  My fear of why I ran away from my past. 

I learned about this power of positivity from said friend.  It worked as soon as I tried it.  I wanted to live my life that way, but I couldn’t because of the darkness that I was going to wait until New Year’s Eve to write this post, but my heart is overfilled with emotion and nostalgia this evening.  I thought what better time to write this post than when I was actually feeling all the things that I meant to write about.  This will be a lengthy post filled with book news, life lessons, goals for the future, and just a general conglomeration of thoughts.  Bear with me and you may actually take away something worthwhile, or if nothing else, you’ll have a procrastination tool at your fingertips. 

Before I get into the stuff that most people searching for a book blog will have no interest in, I want to make my top list of books I have read this year.  Some are old books, some are new (or were new at the time I read them).  Most have been reviewed on my blog or on my Goodreads account.  By the way, if you have a Goodreads account, feel free to add me.  You can also follow me on Twitter (@kentuckyheather) or on Facebook (www.facebook.com/kentuckyheather).

My Favorite Books of 2014 (in no particular order)

1.      The True Reign Series – Jennifer Anne Davis:  I didn’t put these as individual books because the entire trilogy blew me away.  I can’t even rank the three books, The Key, Red, and War, in order of preference.  I had never read a historical-type fiction before, but this one knocked it out of the park.  I was fortunate enough to receive these e-books for free from the awesome folks at Clean Teen Publishing in exchange for an honest review.  And they definitely received honest reviews.  These are young adult books and are just very awesome.  If you get a chance to read them, please do.
2.      Concealed in the Shadows – Gabrielle Arrowsmith:  This was a really great dystopian young adult.  It was also given to me by Clean Teen Publishing in exchange for an honest review.  I have to tell you.  The authors at CTP are truly phenomenal.  They pretty much dominate my list of favorite authors/books of 2014.  Released from the Darkness is the sequel to Concealed in the Shadows and while it is really quite good as well, Concealed in the Shadows takes the cake of this series.
3.      White Hot Kiss – Jennifer L. Armentrout: I have said this about sixty time, but Jennifer Armentrout could rewrite the phone book and I would think it is amazing.  She has a way with words that I could never imitate.  I’ve began several of her series’ this year and I would love to have her entire collection of novels.  Perhaps that will be my goal for 2015 – own every Jennifer Armentrout book for my collection.
4.      Fangirl – Rainbow Rowell: I have managed to read a couple Rainbow Rowell books this year, but Fangirl is by far the best, in my opinion. 
5.      The Gunslinger – Stephen King: This was recommended to me by a couple of my avid book lover friends.  I enjoy a good Stephen King read.  I had never ventured into the Dark Tower series, but I am glad I started.  I did not review this book, as it is so old, but I am excited to delve into the remainder of the series.  My best friend and I decided to read them together so we could discuss the books afterwards.  She has read them before, but we both love to discuss books.  I wish I had more people to talk about books with!  I know you guys read my blog posts, but you are way silent on the comment front!!
6.      The Gone Series – Stacy Claflin:  I feel a little biased for putting these in here because I am one of Stacy’s beta readers for this series and my input on how to improve the books before they are published has made an impact.  I feel connected to these books because I had a hand in helping her make the final product so good.  The series is very chilling in that it deals with a girl who is bullied and finds solace in an online relationship; however, when she meets up with her online “boyfriend,” he is actually a predator and kidnaps her.  The books go through the girl’s terror at being kidnapped as well as what happens to her family and friends left behind once she is gone.  I think it got to me so much because my maternal instincts kicked in and I was emotionally attached to the characters and worried constantly about the girl’s safety as well as the mental health and emotional well-being of the loved ones she left behind.  I’m not sure if you would classify this series as a young adult or a mystery or what, but for what it is, I thought it was well executed in the end product after seeing the beginning drafts and the post-edits/final products.  It was cool to go through the entire process with this series.  I think it will always have a special place in my book arsenal because of these reasons.
7.      A Thousand Splendid Suns – Khaled Hosseini:   Here’s another author that could re-write the phone book and still be magnificent.  I had never really read books about Middle Eastern culture or really any other cultures for that matter.  This book was amazing.  Is it better than The Kite Runner?  I’m not sure.  They are both equally top notch.  I love this book and the writing style and character development.  It had me captured with every single word on the page.  I look forward to reading more of Mr. Hosseini’s books.
8.      Celestra Forever After – Addison Moore:  What would my list be without a book by my female author crush, Addison Moore?  I’m really getting into her new adult books.  I never thought I would be into new adult romance books ever, but between Addison Moore, Tiffany King, and J. Lynn ( Jennifer L. Armentrout), I am 100% hooked.  It doesn’t hurt that Celestra Forever After follows my favorite characters:  Skyla, Logan, Gage, Cooper, and Laken from the Celestra and Countenance series’.  I’m currently reading The Dragon and the Rose (Celestra Forever After #2) and while I am getting a little agitated at our girl Skyla for being so dense sometimes, I still hold this as my biggest book guilty pleasure.  No matter how hokey or frustrating it gets, I’m going to keep on reading just because I have the biggest fictional character crushes on Cooper and Logan and Gage and Marshall, though I’m wishing right now that Skyla would get her head out of her lady bits and kick Gage to the curb for a bit.
9.      The Grey Wolves Series – Quinn Loftis:  I have slacked off on this series, mainly because of my lack of funds.  But I began the series this year and I can’t even remember what book number I am on.  It was surreal to meet Quinn Loftis herself at UtopYA and to meet some of the models that she uses on her covers.  I also manages to snag some legal advice from Quinn’s husband.  The Loftis powerhouse are the sweetest, most talented, most down to earth people I have met in a long time.  I love the energy that Quinn pours into her books and though at times, I feel like the wolf pack gets a little too immature and hokey for my taste, I think I will stick by and carry the series out to the end.  I’ve invested this much time and money into it so far, so I may as well continue to keep trucking on.

Well, that sums up the book portion of my post.  Hopefully 2015 will bring even better reading material and I can add some awesome reviews to my blog.  I like that I have branched out to cover some film and to input my opinions on life in general here and there.  I haven’t decided if I will include info of my own writing projects in this blog or if I will create a separate author blog, but you’ll be the first to know.  Now onto the portion of the blog that you may or may not care about.  I’m writing it more for myself, but you may find some valuable info below if you stick around.

Did I Succeed in My 2014 New Year’s Resolutions?

Almost.  I had some pretty reasonable resolutions for 2014.  I successfully met almost all of them except for two, but there’s still a few days left and I am optimistic.  So what were my resolutions and which ones have I failed at?

1.       The obligatory weight loss resolution.  I resolved to lose 20 pounds in 2014.  Did I make it?  Heck yes!  Not only did I lose 20 pounds, I lost almost 50.  Now, part of it is due to being on Adderall and having multiple autoimmune diseases, but I also started exercising and cut out most of the sugars, starches, and carbs in my life.  I had a little backslide between Thanksgiving and present day, but I’m back on track with my healthy eating starting today and I don’t think I will have an issue going forward, apart from my NYE shenanigans I intend to get into.
2.      Read 60 books this year.  Have I met it?  Not yet.  I still need to complete 6 books.  I think I can make it.  I am partially finished with a handful of books, so if I sit down every evening and read the ones I am partially finished with, I think I can make the 60 book goal.  If I don’t, 54 books in a year is nothing to scoff at.  That’s over one book a week already.  I can be satisfied with that.
3.      Make friends in this new town.  I’ve done that.  Granted I feel as if I have lost two of the most important friends I have made this year.  But I am thankful that they were in my life for the time that they were.  Both of these people meant more to me than they will ever know.  They still mean so much to me.  I hope that with time, we can repair our friendships.  I am thankful that I have made friends with my neighbors.  They take care of me when I need it and have been here for me through thick and thin.  I am so shy that I don’t make friends very easily.  I was worried I would never fit in after moving here.  But I have just what I need in the friend department, and I seem to be adding new friends to my life as time moves on here.  As long as I have time left in this town, I think I will be okay in the friend department.
4.      Learn to let go of what drove me to run away to this town in the first place and begin to love myself.  It has taken me until the midnight hour to do this, but I am there.  The person who caused me to flee my prior life is no longer going to be a problem and finally accepting that everything that happened is not my fault and that I’m actually not that bad of a person has made me appreciate my life.  I think finally having the support of my family has helped in the “loving myself” department.  More on this later.
5.      Stop dropping the f-bomb.  Yeah….I straight up failed this one and I don’t know if a few more days will help.  I’m willing to try though.
6.      Understand what unconditional love is and believe that I deserve it.  Yes.  Finally.  Yes.  This doesn’t mean I am in a relationship.  I’m not.  But I finally understand the true meaning of love and I realize that I am capable of having unconditional love.  I should never settle for anything less.

All in all, I think I did pretty well in the resolution department.  Some may disagree, but this newfound confidence and understanding of myself that I have has made me realize that I don’t care what anyone else thinks of me.  I am who I am and that’s the best person that I can be.  I have no resolutions for 2015.  It’s not really important to make them.  It’s an expected tradition, but I think I’m going to call them goals and future aspirations.  It’s easier to work toward goals than it is toward an obligatory resolution.  People expect you to make resolutions every year and nobody tends to keep them.  But your goals . . . those are your own.  Those are pieces of your heart and soul that you can work toward and nobody can take that away from you.

2014 Reflections and Moving Forward into 2015

2014 has been a very emotional roller coaster of a ride, but in the end, I think everything has worked out to put me in a position to make 2015 the best year I have had in a very long time.  I’ve been through the ringer this year.  I’ve made friends and lost them.  I’ve fallen in love.  I’ve had to face head on the reason why I left my hometown in the first place.  I’ve argued and fought with someone more than I have in my entire life.  I’ve had to wait and worry that my doctors were going to discover that I had cancer.  I became eternally grateful that I do not have cancer, but rather fibromyalgia and lupus.  I’ve been criticized and broken and hurt to the point that I didn’t think I could get out of bed another day.  I’ve lost someone close to me and have had to deal with the regret and guilt that I didn’t tell him I loved him and didn’t get to say goodbye.  I’ve tried to better myself and kept falling into a slump.  I’ve had someone that I really cared about essentially point out the things that are wrong with me and tell me that they wanted to delete me from their life because of my issues.  I almost lost my father last month. 

But that’s all negative.  I’ve also had so many positive things.  I have actual readers on my blog! I’ve acquired the courage to not give up on my dream of writing.  I discovered the power of positivity through said friend who doesn’t care if they talk to me ever again, and while I had bad slumps where I forgot to use it and forgot its power, I got back on track.  I discovered that despite years of being torn down and stripped of all of my dignity and self-confidence, I am capable of having unconditional love.  I am capable of being loved.  I am capable of loving myself.  I discovered that despite what the naysayers think about me, I have so many successes in my life and I don’t want to hide from that anymore.  I have three college degrees.  I’m a lawyer, for Pete’s sake.  I passed two state’s bar exams.  One without even studying.  I have devoted my career life to helping people who do not have their own voices.  I overcame a horrific domestic violence situation and have been able to use my experiences to assist others who are in the same place that I was.  I did what I had to do to get the help I needed to get past what happened to me before.  In the last week, I have rekindled my relationship with my family members.  They have helped me have the courage and strength to actually sit down and think about what is truly important to me and what will make me happy.  For once, I feel like I have the support system in place to do what will make me happy.  I no longer have to walk on eggshells and be a people pleaser.  I am free to be myself and the amazing person that I was created to be.

Are there things I still wish I could fix?  Of course.  It’s still difficult for me to grasp all of the successes that I have had in my life, especially with the failures I have had recently.  But when I think about it, if I put all of my successes on a scale against my failures, I am a hella successful lady.  I can count on one hand all of the things I have failed in my life.  1) a high school exam on the Canterbury Tales; 2) my driver’s test the first time around; 3) the MPRE in November to keep my WV law license (but I passed it in Kentucky while I was still in law school); 4) my first shot at NaNoWriMo (but I don’t even consider that a failure – I wrote a large chunk of what I consider to be a great first effort at a novel and I am still plugging away at it); 5) my friendship with someone I admire and value.

So what can I do here?  Well, I can’t do anything about the high school exam.  I got an A in the class anyone.  I passed my driver’s test the second time around.  I can take the MPRE again.  I’m going to finish the novel’s first draft by the end of February so I can have an editor and some beta readers give feedback for it.  I am going to give the broken friendship some space and hope that one day it can be repaired.  If it can’t, at least I’ve learned a life lesson from it.

What did I learn from the failed friendship?  Well . . . honesty is the best policy, as cliché as that sounds.  Also, timing is everything and I should go with my gut feeling rather than what others want me to do (stop being a people pleaser).  I met this friend when it was a terrible time for me.  It seemed to be a terrible time for him as well.  I tried.  But I didn’t give it my best.  I didn’t listen to my gut feeling and instead, I convinced myself of things that simply just weren’t true.  I admired this person and legitimately cared for him, though not in the way I had brainwashed myself into thinking that I did.  I think I clung on so tightly because of my fear of commitment.  I knew he was emotionally unavailable and would never let me into his little circle of true friends, so I latched onto that and became infatuated with the idea of breaking the barriers down simply because I knew it couldn’t happen and, therefore, I had nothing to worry about on the commitment end.  It was a distraction from what was really going on.  My fear of why I ran away from my past. 

I learned about this power of positivity from said friend.  It worked as soon as I tried it.  I wanted to live my life that way, but I couldn’t because of the darkness that dwelled inside me, leftover from someone who doesn’t deserve to even breathe the same air that I do.  Every time I thought I had it figured out, I would have flashbacks to what happened and how I had everything taken from me . . . all of my self-worth, all of my self-esteem, all of my livelihood and spirit – gone.  It would send me spiraling out of control and I know I was impossible to be around when I had these relapses.  It is impossible for others to really understand what these flashbacks do to a person unless they have ever lived them.  Sometimes, I wished that my friend could just spend one day in my brain so he would know what it was like and then maybe he wouldn’t harden his heart against me.  But I could never wish that pain on anyone. 

The flashbacks brought such excruciating emotional pain that I said and did ridiculous things to push this friend away.  It’s no wonder he wanted nothing to do with me.  I wouldn’t have either.  As I was trying to work on healing these gashes in my soul, he was the best and worst part of me.  I had so many addictions that I needed to stay clear from, so I made him an addiction.  It was safer.  Nobody could get hurt but me if I did it that way.  Was this crazy?  Absolutely.  He put up with it for awhile, but one day he couldn’t take it anymore.  It was for the best though because I was about on my last straw with him as well.  Like I eluded to before, I think we brought out the worst in each other.  There was a day that I expected to be perfect with him, but I had never felt so disrespected by someone close to me before.  I didn’t tell him that, of course.  I just kept praising him and pretended there was no issue.  Then a few days later, the blow up happened.  I couldn’t deal.  I ended up relapsing on one of my addictions and went out with a very nice guy who I intended to use.  He actually ended up being so nice that I couldn’t go through with it.  But I couldn’t have a relationship with him either.  A little later, a second blow up happened and I felt like my friend was personally attacking me with all the words he knew would destroy me.  It was partially my fault for not being honest.  The true story of what happened was not that I was in a negative relationship so soon after our falling out.  But rather that the person from my past who destroyed me and caused me to run had found me.  And I was scared.  I didn’t know what to do.  Between him and the plethora of guys from my past who had discovered that I was skinny and had begun to “get hot” again, I felt like once again, I was worth nothing except my body.

Negative thinking?  Sure.  I’ll give him that.  But when you’ve literally had it beaten into you for five years straight, it’s difficult to be able to turn that off.  What I really needed help with was assisting someone else in an abusive relationship.  I needed to help her escape so I could feel like my experiences weren’t for anything.  I knew I could get out of my relapse.  And I did.  And I have protection now in case Lord Douchebag decides to track me down again.  Would things be different if I had been honest?  I don’t know.  I think my friend’s mind was made up about me long ago, which saddens me because I really can be a great person and fun to be around, but for whatever reason, he brings out the absolute worst side of me.  It is not like that with anyone else in my life.  None of my other friends understand what went wrong.  I know exactly what went wrong.  Regardless of what happened, I still think he is an amazing person and I will never stop cheering for him in life, even if we never speak again. 

So getting off that soapbox, looking forward to 2015, I hope to be able to repair that friendship along with another one that went south for reasons I can’t figure out.  I got sick and lost a friend.  Hopefully she comes back.  I miss her.  I also look forward to spending time with all of my new friends I have made. 

As far as my reading and writing goes, I hope to read 50-60 books in 2015.  I also hope to finish my YA that I started during NaNoWriMo and get it published.  I also want to finish my New Adult Romance project that consists of 3 novels or novellas so far.  I am partly finished with each of the three books.  I will likely self-publish those for various reasons, but I honestly have faith in my NaNo project and I want to try and find a publishing company to pick that up.  I hit writer’s block for the longest time in November after being sick, having my dad nearly die, and writing the characters wrong.  Once I figured out what the characters needed to do, it has been much easier to write. 

I also have so many career goals for 2015.  The field I work in has led me to discover that my true passion in life is education inequality.  I cannot grasp the fact that so many children are in public schools and are not receiving a proper education.  It often sends me home in tears at the end of the day.  I want to be better at my job and I want to try to do more.  I have a feeling that some doors are going to be opening up if I keep pushing forward.  My reputation is gaining momentum in the communities that I work in and I am honestly proud of myself for this.  I would do anything for my clients and I hope they know that each and every one of them has a story that changes my life.  If I can make education better for even one child, I feel like I have accomplished so much.  I’m not going to mention here what my 5 year old self used to say was going to be my future, but I have a butterfly feeling in the pit of my stomach that doors are going to open and my 5 year old self is likely to have been completely accurate about what I would be doing and where I needed to be in life.  If I could spend every day of my life writing and helping improve the education system in the country, I think I would be the most content person in the United States.

Finally, I am hopeful that now that I have discovered that I am capable of being loved in the truest form, I will be able to accept myself for who I am, better myself, and refrain from being terrified of commitment.  I want to improve all of my life relationships.  To quote “The Perks of Being a Wallflower,” which is a great concept, “We accept the love we think we deserve.”  Well, darn it, I not only think, but I KNOW that I deserve this amazing, unconditional love from someone who accepts me for who I am and who not only understands that I am not perfect, but who loves every imperfect part of me.  I’ve got someone in my life who has loved me for more than twenty years.  That’s the kind of love that I deserve.  Due to circumstances beyond our control, we are not in a relationship, but knowing that someone believes I deserve so much love really has transformed the way I see myself and the way I think of my future. 

I think that 2015 is going to be full of goodness, gratitude, love, and tons of surprises.  I think it will be the best year I have had in a long time.  2014 will close the door on all of the negative, scary, bad things that have happened in my past.  2015 is a new beginning and I cannot wait to share it with all of you. 

Thank you for sticking around to the end of this blog post.  I wish you all the love and happiness and positivity that the world can offer you in 2015.  To my lost friend:  I hope you do not take offense that I wrote you in the blog post.  Nobody that reads the blog knows who you are.  I want you to know that I am proud of you and will cheer from the sidelines for your awesome 2015.  I hope you make the transformations that you want and you find happiness and contentment with yourself.  Should my path lead me away from here, I hope you know that I am glad I met you and despite what anyone may make you feel, you are good enough just the way you are and you can accomplish anything you set your mind to.  That goes to all of you reading this.  You are all awesome and talented in your own ways and I admire each and every one of you.

Happy New Year.  Happy New Beginning. inside me, leftover from someone who doesn’t deserve to even breathe the same air that I do.  Every time I thought I had it figured out, I would have flashbacks to what happened and how I had everything taken from me . . . all of my self-worth, all of my self-esteem, all of my livelihood and spirit – gone.  It would send me spiraling out of control and I know I was impossible to be around when I had these relapses.  It is impossible for others to really understand what these flashbacks do to a person unless they have ever lived them.  Sometimes, I wished that my friend could just spend one day in my brain so he would know what it was like and then maybe he wouldn’t harden his heart against me.  But I could never wish that pain on anyone. 

The flashbacks brought such excruciating emotional pain that I said and did ridiculous things to push this friend away.  It’s no wonder he wanted nothing to do with me.  I wouldn’t have either.  As I was trying to work on healing these gashes in my soul, he was the best and worst part of me.  I had so many addictions that I needed to stay clear from, so I made him an addiction.  It was safer.  Nobody could get hurt but me if I did it that way.  Was this crazy?  Absolutely.  He put up with it for awhile, but one day he couldn’t take it anymore.  It was for the best though because I was about on my last straw with him as well.  Like I eluded to before, I think we brought out the worst in each other.  There was a day that I expected to be perfect with him, but I had never felt so disrespected by someone close to me before.  I didn’t tell him that, of course.  I just kept praising him and pretended there was no issue.  Then a few days later, the blow up happened.  I couldn’t deal.  I ended up relapsing on one of my addictions and went out with a very nice guy who I intended to use.  He actually ended up being so nice that I couldn’t go through with it.  But I couldn’t have a relationship with him either.  A little later, a second blow up happened and I felt like my friend was personally attacking me with all the words he knew would destroy me.  It was partially my fault for not being honest.  The true story of what happened was not that I was in a negative relationship so soon after our falling out.  But rather that the person from my past who destroyed me and caused me to run had found me.  And I was scared.  I didn’t know what to do.  Between him and the plethora of guys from my past who had discovered that I was skinny and had begun to “get hot” again, I felt like once again, I was worth nothing except my body.

Negative thinking?  Sure.  I’ll give him that.  But when you’ve literally had it beaten into you for five years straight, it’s difficult to be able to turn that off.  What I really needed help with was assisting someone else in an abusive relationship.  I needed to help her escape so I could feel like my experiences weren’t for anything.  I knew I could get out of my relapse.  And I did.  And I have protection now in case Lord Douchebag decides to track me down again.  Would things be different if I had been honest?  I don’t know.  I think my friend’s mind was made up about me long ago, which saddens me because I really can be a great person and fun to be around, but for whatever reason, he brings out the absolute worst side of me.  It is not like that with anyone else in my life.  None of my other friends understand what went wrong.  I know exactly what went wrong.  Regardless of what happened, I still think he is an amazing person and I will never stop cheering for him in life, even if we never speak again. 

So getting off that soapbox, looking forward to 2015, I hope to be able to repair that friendship along with another one that went south for reasons I can’t figure out.  I got sick and lost a friend.  Hopefully she comes back.  I miss her.  I also look forward to spending time with all of my new friends I have made. 

As far as my reading and writing goes, I hope to read 50-60 books in 2015.  I also hope to finish my YA that I started during NaNoWriMo and get it published.  I also want to finish my New Adult Romance project that consists of 3 novels or novellas so far.  I am partly finished with each of the three books.  I will likely self-publish those for various reasons, but I honestly have faith in my NaNo project and I want to try and find a publishing company to pick that up.  I hit writer’s block for the longest time in November after being sick, having my dad nearly die, and writing the characters wrong.  Once I figured out what the characters needed to do, it has been much easier to write. 

I also have so many career goals for 2015.  The field I work in has led me to discover that my true passion in life is education inequality.  I cannot grasp the fact that so many children are in public schools and are not receiving a proper education.  It often sends me home in tears at the end of the day.  I want to be better at my job and I want to try to do more.  I have a feeling that some doors are going to be opening up if I keep pushing forward.  My reputation is gaining momentum in the communities that I work in and I am honestly proud of myself for this.  I would do anything for my clients and I hope they know that each and every one of them has a story that changes my life.  If I can make education better for even one child, I feel like I have accomplished so much.  I’m not going to mention here what my 5 year old self used to say was going to be my future, but I have a butterfly feeling in the pit of my stomach that doors are going to open and my 5 year old self is likely to have been completely accurate about what I would be doing and where I needed to be in life.  If I could spend every day of my life writing and helping improve the education system in the country, I think I would be the most content person in the United States.

Finally, I am hopeful that now that I have discovered that I am capable of being loved in the truest form, I will be able to accept myself for who I am, better myself, and refrain from being terrified of commitment.  I want to improve all of my life relationships.  To quote “The Perks of Being a Wallflower,” which is a great concept, “We accept the love we think we deserve.”  Well, darn it, I not only think, but I KNOW that I deserve this amazing, unconditional love from someone who accepts me for who I am and who not only understands that I am not perfect, but who loves every imperfect part of me.  I’ve got someone in my life who has loved me for more than twenty years.  That’s the kind of love that I deserve.  Due to circumstances beyond our control, we are not in a relationship, but knowing that someone believes I deserve so much love really has transformed the way I see myself and the way I think of my future. 

I think that 2015 is going to be full of goodness, gratitude, love, and tons of surprises.  I should be receiving news in about 2 weeks that will have the potential to change my life forever.  I think it will be the best year I have had in a long time.  2014 will close the door on all of the negative, scary, bad things that have happened in my past.  2015 is a new beginning and I cannot wait to share it with all of you.  I refuse to let the past creep back into my life.  It's gone now.  No more worries.  2015 is going to be the year of happiness and contentment.  

Thank you for sticking around to the end of this blog post.  I wish you all the love and happiness and positivity that the world can offer you in 2015.  To my lost friend:  I hope you do not take offense that I wrote you in the blog post.  Nobody that reads the blog knows who you are.  I want you to know that I am proud of you and will cheer from the sidelines for your awesome 2015.  I hope you make the transformations that you want and you find happiness and contentment with yourself.  Should my path lead me away from here, I hope you know that I am glad I met you and despite what anyone may make you feel, you are good enough just the way you are and you can accomplish anything you set your mind to.  That goes to all of you reading this.  You are all awesome and talented in your own ways and I admire each and every one of you.


Happy New Year.  Happy New Beginning.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Redeemed - P.C. Cast & Kristin Cast

I finished "Redeemed" several days ago, but it was bittersweet for me to write about it.  It was the end of a series I had made a part of my life for years.  Yeah, it's pretty young adult and I am probably too old for the House of Night series, but once I start reading a series, I have to finish it, and I am not ashamed that I enjoy it.

"Redeemed" exceeded my expectations.  It continued right where the last book left off - Neferet beginning her reign of terror on Tulsa.  Zoey and her "nerd herd" were forced to mature quickly to use their goddess given talents to try and defeat Neferet once and for all.  With unusual allies, both Neferet and Zoey put up a good fight against each other.

I have to admit, I was surprised by some of the things in the book.  Obviously, because the title of the book is "Redeemed," I expected someone to have been redeemed for their past transgressions.  The person who was redeemed in the book is not at all who I expected it to be.  There are several people who had issues in the book who could've been redeemed, and actually, more than one technically was redeemed, but it didn't all pan out the way I had expected.

I enjoyed the role that old magick played in the book.  I was hoping that it played a role in the end of the story after Zoey had received the seer stone from Skye.  I thought that this last book was bloodier and scarier than any of the others.  Neferet went totally off the deep end and I thought that her chapters were written very well.  I was freaked out reading it.

I really liked the book and thought it was a good ending to the series.  I am sad that the series is over, but I am glad that it got to be a part of my life for so long.  If I ever make it to Tulsa, I am going to go on a tour of all things House of Night.

Sunday, November 30, 2014

Failure, Black Friday, and New Books

It disappoints me to have to admit that I failed at #NaNoWriMo.  I gave it a good shot, but honestly, I was too occupied with other things in life and I did not give it the dedication and time it deserved.  I made it about halfway to the 50,000 word mark and I am proud of the words that I have written.  I'm not giving up on my novel, I am just disappointed in myself for not being able to complete the 50,000 word goal for November.  It's really tough to do with a full time job, other projects, and personal issues going on in life.  I admire everyone I have met online in my NaNo region who did meet their goals as well as the ones who did not meet the goal.  I learned a lot about myself and about writing in general.  I will finish this project and it will be the first novel I publish.

I have a lot going on this week in my day job and personal life, so I am getting back into reading before bed to clear my mind and help rid my brain of some of my anxious thoughts.  I wasn't sure what to read next, as the last book I read was about a month ago.  Fortunately for me, Amazon had some awesome sales for Black Friday on Kindle Books.  I picked up "Gone Girl" by Gillian Flynn, "Gray Mountain" by John Grisham, "The Write Stuff" by Tiffany King (you've seen me post about this before and I'm excited to read it), and "Redeemed" by P.C. Cast and Kristin Cast.

I chose to begin reading "Redeemed" tonight.  It is book 12 in the House of Night series.  It may seem like I am probably too old to be reading this, but I have been reading this series since the first book, "Marked" came out quite a number of years ago (I believe somewhere around 2007 or so).  It was my first vampire series after reading the first "Twilight" book and I enjoyed it much more than "Twilight."  Part of the way through the series, I lost interest for a little while because I felt the characters were not developing and the storyline was flat, but then the next book came out and everything changed for me.  I was hooked right back in.  I am both excited and saddened to be embarking on the final book in this series that I have followed for so long.  I'm only on the second chapter and I have no idea where the story is going to go, but I hope I am not disappointed.

One thing I've not mentioned in any of my book review posts is that I keep a stack of index cards next to my bed so that if I read a really good quote in a book, I can write it down.  I have quotes scattered all around my apartment, my car, my purses, and my office at work.  Only two chapters into "Redeemed," I found the perfect quote for myself.  This quote stuck out to me because I have been feeling like such a failure lately.  I failed at #NaNoWriMo, which was supposed to be fun and bring me joy.  I have failed at a couple of friendships this month.  I have failed at love.  I have failed at various work projects.  I have failed at self-control on my diet.  I have been so hard on myself because of these failures and I have been afraid that I will let these failures cause me to fail at the things I have coming up this week that are so very important to me.  Just overall, in the last couple of weeks, I have felt like a 100%, Grade A failure.  As I was sitting here in my room partially paying attention to the book I am reading and partially contemplating my failures, I came across this quote in the final book of a series that has never once given me a life lesson:

[Sylvia Redbird talking to Zoey Redbird while Zoey is explaining all the ways that she has failed everyone] 
"Failed - that is past tense, and you should leave that failure in the past where it belongs.  Learn from your mistakes and move on.  Do not fail again . . . "

That quote was exactly what I needed to read.  So I've failed.  So what?  Everyone has failed at something.  Probably more than one thing.  If I leave my failures in the past and learn from the mistakes I made, I can succeed in the present and in the future.  Fate had me choose "Redeemed" over the other books I purchased for Black Friday.  I was really leaning toward the John Grisham book because it's about a young lawyer doing pro bono work in Appalachia against the coal companies and it's a topic that captures my heart and one of my passions, but for some reason, I knew I needed to read the end of Zoey Redbird's adventure.  

Hopefully one of you will benefit from this quote or from my rambling about failure.  And if you also enjoy writing down meaningful or fun quotes from books, don't be afraid to share the quotes in the comments section of this post.  I love quotes.  In fact, I have affirmation and Buddhist quotes written on post-its affixed to my desk at work to look at when I feel like all hope is lost.  As cliche as it sounds, quotes really do help get us through tough times.


Thursday, November 27, 2014

Happy Thanksgiving!

Spoiler Alert:  This is not about books, film, or any type of fictional character whatsoever.  It's real life.  It's another Thanksgiving.  A day for us to all be thankful for everything we have, have acquired, and have experienced over the last year.  Recently, I've been studying the power of positivity and the art of gratitude.  Really, we should be thankful each day because everyday that we wake up, we are only promised that moment.  I have been guilty of not practicing gratitude and of overlooking all of the things I should be thankful for each day.  Since starting my new job a year ago and moving to a place where I did not know anyone, I've gotten even worse at taking things for granted and not realizing what I should be grateful for.  Sometimes I feel ashamed of myself for allowing the slightest negative thing to enter my brain.  I get consumed by the bad thing that happens and I fail to see the beauty in life.  I have worked on changing all of that as of late, and hopefully will continue my path of thankfulness and gratitude.

Today, and everyday, I am thankful that I have both of my parents.  They have been divorced since I was really young, and I have not always had the greatest relationship with them, but I am so grateful that both of my parents are alive.  Just in the last month, my mom has had surgery that could have resulted in a finding of cancer.  I am so thankful that there was no cancer and she is just fine.  My mom is one of my best friends and I have no idea what I would do without her.  At the same time, my dad got really sick and was in the hospital for awhile.  Though he is home, he is still a pretty sick guy and I am worried to death about him.  I am grateful that he is alive -- his illness could have been the end had he not gone to the hospital when he did.  I am also grateful that we talk more often now.  Even though we go lengthy periods of time without talking because life gets in the way, he's my dad and I love him.  I am grateful that he is on the path to recovery.  I am so glad that I did not lose him.

I am grateful for the friends I have in my life.  Lately, I have had people walk in and out of my life.  I have had my heart broken, I have met new friends, I have lost friends I care so much about.  I am thankful for each one of these people.  The ones who have hurt me, taught me a good life lesson.  Through the duration of our friendships, I have learned so many things.  The new friends I have made have taught me that sometimes it is okay to trust people again.  The ones who have left my life for good have taught me that friends are valuable and I should work my very hardest to make sure they stay in my life.  I have also learned that even if I try my hardest and they still leave, not everyone is meant to be in my life and that is okay.  I cannot control everything.  I am grateful for these life lessons because I wholeheartedly believe that they make me a stronger and better person.

I am grateful for my experiences, opportunities, and achievements.  I have spent so much of my life feeling like I am not good enough and that I have nothing to offer anyone.  That is untrue and I am grateful that I realize that now.  I have so much to offer the world.  I am very educated.  I have a wealth of knowledge that is beneficial to helping those who need it.  I have worked so hard to acquire three college degrees.  I have always worked hard to ensure that my career has centered around helping a population of people who are underrepresented and need a voice.  I have had amazing job opportunities and in those jobs, I have had the ability to help clients who desperately needed someone like me to assist them in standing up for their rights.  I am an activist for women's rights, domestic violence prevention, bullying prevention, and children's educational rights.  I love to write and have had the opportunity to meet some amazing authors.  They have given me the self-confidence I need to begin my own writing projects. I have some great peers and friends who encourage me to keep up with my writing and are willing to bounce ideas around with me.

There are so many things I am thankful for that I cannot even begin to write all of them down.  The point is, we should not just limit our gratitude to one day, simply because it is called "Thanksgiving."  We should practice gratitude and thankfulness everyday.  We should be proud of our achievements and abilities.  We should appreciate the people in our lives.  When we get the opportunity, we should tell the people in our lives that we appreciate them and love them - even if we do not believe that they appreciate and love us back.  Maybe they do appreciate and love us the best that they can, it's just not in the way that we want.  We should keep our hearts open to new possibilities and give chances to people and opportunities that we would not normally give chances to.  They may surprise us if we give them a fair chance.

Stepping off my soapbox, I just want to say that I hope each and every one of you have a wonderful holiday.  I am thankful to everyone who takes the time to read my blog posts.  You all rock and I appreciate the encouragement I receive from you.  Happy Thanksgiving!

Saturday, November 22, 2014

NaNoWriMo . . . Nearing the End

So, NaNoWriMo is over in 8 days.  I wish I could tell you that I have been doing so awesome at this venture and that I am crushing these 50,000 words.  Honestly, I'm not.  I was on an excellent stride in the beginning and then I hit a wall.  For weeks, I couldn't write a single word.  I could not figure out how to get from Point A to Point B in my story and I couldn't make my characters do what I wanted them to do.  So I did what I do best, I procrastinated and pretended the problem didn't exist.  I played endless hours of Harry Potter Movies on QuizUp (I'm in 1st place in Kentucky this month and 8th in the U.S. currently).  I daydreamed.  I texted my friends.  I went to basketball games.  I reconnected with people I have not spoken to in many years.  I danced in my living room to Taylor Swift's 1989.  I spent time with my neighbors.  I never went back to my laptop to write.

Yesterday, I had a really terrible day.  From the moment I walked out my door, it seemed like the Universe was against me.  My coffee slid off the top of my icy car and splattered all over my favorite shoes and my only clean pair of work pants.  Clients had crises.  Friends lied to me.  I forgot my lunch.  I was disrespected.  I was so angry at everything and everyone, I paid someone back for sending me clown/mask pictures at Halloween (hey, I warned you guys I would get revenge if anyone did that to me).  Was it mature?  No.  Am I sorry?  No.  I needed to release some of my anger and disappointment, so I finally said yes to a guy who has been asking me out for 6 months.  I had very low expectations because I'm not really into dating right now.  But in a shocking turn of events, I learned what it felt like to be treated like I was the most important person in someone's eyes.  Instead of trying to make someone like me, I didn't have to do anything.  He already thought I was amazing and treated me with respect.  I didn't have to force anything.  It was a pleasant ending to a horrible day filled with ugly crying and smashing things.

What does that story have to do with my NaNo project?  I've been trying to force my characters to do something they aren't meant to do.  I was trying to force them to be someone that they just simply aren't.  Instead of trying to be a perfectionist and have the story turn out the way I had dreamed, I think if I just let the characters tell ME where the story is going, I can end up very close to these 50,000 words by the 30th.  I even took off extra days next week for the holiday just to work on my novel.

Today, I'm holed up in my office at work where the building is silent.  I am blasting my #amwriting playlist as loud as I want.

I've got proper rations.

I even have Huggie Bear and Tom Brady watching over me.



I'm going to go back, kill off the character that must die, and then let the rest of the words flow.  Killing this character is going to break my heart all over again, but once this character is dead, I have a very strong suspicion that my words are going to flow like magic. (Yes, that is a Mischief Managed Harry Potter shirt, and yes, that is Hedwig in the background.  If you want to procrastinate, my QuizUp name is MichiefManaged, of course.)


Thursday, November 13, 2014

Behind the Words Interview with Heather Miller Price

As promised yesterday, I have the exclusive "behind the words" interview with the witty and talented Heather Miller Price!  If you missed out on reading "Shotgun Fog," I provided the link in yesterday's blog post.  Go read it and fall in love with her words.

I had fun with this interview and I think Heather had fun answering my questions.  To avoid confusion because our initials are similar, I am KH (KentuckyHeather . . . my screen name for practically everything) and Heather is HP.  You'll get it later.  So, without further adieu, let's get started!

KH:  At what age did you know that writing was your main career goal in life? 

HP:  That's tough. I still get weird about calling myself a writer, but I guess it was sometime in my mid-twenties that I decided full-on that that's what I wanted to do. When I was eighteen and a freshman in college I thought I wanted to be a poet, but opted to go into teaching and write on the side. Of course, teaching high school full time and working on an MA leaves little room for side projects. I took a fiction writing course one summer and then within a year applied to creative writing programs for fiction. I'm a terrible poet.

KH:  Be thankful you aren't as bad of a poet as I am!  Who or what inspired you to start writing?

HP:  I've always enjoyed writing, even just class assignments. But I guess I started writing independently in middle school, mostly journaling and awful teen-angst poetry. So I guess I have those boys who broke my heart in middle school to thank for getting me started. Or the wonderful teachers who encouraged me to keep writing. Let's go with the teachers.

KH:  That reminds me of my favorite meme:


KH:  And trust me, many a heartbreaking boy has made it into my creative writing, but that is a story for another day.  What authors inspire you to work harder to become a better writer?

HP:  So many, ranging from my MFA classmates to authors who have been dead for hundreds of years. But you want specifics, so I will just mention a few that have inspired the short story collection I am currently working on. First off, Harper Lee. Reading To Kill a Mockingbird in high school stuck with me and is still one of my favorite books. That Lee wrote it at a young age and it was her first (and only novel) blows me away every time I reread it. Its accurate and unflinching (yet loving) portrayal of the American South reflects my own conflicting views of Eastern Kentucky. This book was and is important, and I want my writing to matter to at least someone somewhere. Some of my more recent influences have been fantastic contemporary short story writers, like Bonnie Jo Campbell, Dan Chaon, and Alan Heathcock. Read their books and you'll see why. 

KH:  To Kill a Mockingbird is one of my very favorite books.  Because of your work, I have become more interested in short stories, so I will definitely add the authors you mentioned to my TBR list.  Apart from your current short story project, what writing projects are you interested in pursuing in the future?

HP:  I'm interested in delving into the world of fantasy writing, though I'm not sure if I want to do fantasy for adults or teens. Some of my favorite authors and books are fantasy/dystopian, and I feel that this is a very important genre, as it tells us things about ourselves and our current world without hitting us over the head with them. I like subtlety. Plus it's fun to escape and go on journeys with unlikely heroes and heroines. 

KH:  I completely agree with you.  I love reading fantasy and dystopian novels.  My NaNoWriMo project is a post-apocalyptic/dystopian story.  Unfortunately, my brain does not work the correct way to create a fantasy world, but I enjoy reading about the ones that others create and I would love to read yours one day.  Do you remember the first creative piece you ever wrote?  What was it?  When did you write it? 


HP:  Hmmm . . . I think it was in fourth grade for Mrs. Wellman's class. Maybe a mystery? I really can't remember the details.

KH:  Do you remember going to the writing competition in 7th grade in Ohio where we were not supposed to win anything, we were just there for practice, but I ended up winning 3rd place to the surprise of everyone?  Do you remember what you wrote about in any of the sessions?


HP:  Yes, I remember that trip! Unfortunately, I don't remember anything I wrote about there. I'm apparently bad at remembering these things. Haha.

KH:  For some reason, I remember that one of my proctors was a nun and in that particular session, I wrote about Joan Osborne and the song "One of Us."  I am still bitter that they would not let me have a trophy because I was from Kentucky.  That's state discrimination!  Does anyone know a good lawyer I could call?  haha

Anyway, back to you:  What was your first published piece and how did you go about getting it published?

HP:  Technically my first published piece was a poem about the American flag published in an anthology in fifth grade--probably the same one you mentioned in your write-up yesterday. As an adult, my first published piece was a short story, "Under the Pines." To get it published, I submitted it to a bunch of different literary journals that I thought would be a good fit. And then I got rejected by every single one. So I tweaked it some, then sent it back out to others. Then got another wave of rejections. I submitted this particular piece and was rejected ten times before Sawmill picked it up. 

KH:  Oh, that wonderful poetry anthology.  My poem was proof they probably did not read the submissions before publishing!  "Under the Pines" was a great story.  I admire you for not giving up after receiving rejection letters.  One of my fears in life is rejection.  What advice would you give to someone aspiring to write but maybe they do not know where to start, or maybe they are not the best at grammar or spelling?

HP:  Practice. Just write. It doesn't have to see the light of day, and might be complete garbage, but do it anyway. Then rewrite and edit, which is where the real work comes in. Get feedback from other people (community writing groups are good for this) and take it with a grain of salt--but really examine what they say, especially if more than one person comments on a specific area. If you're not good at grammar and spelling, work to get better. Invest in a book, like White and Strunk's Elements of Style.

KH:  I'm going to switch gears a little bit and ask two very important questions that may make or break this friendship.  First, what is your favorite punctuation mark and why?

HP:  Semicolon, though I don't use it very much in writing fiction because I like to keep my sentences clearer. I enjoy a well-placed semicolon, though, because of how it aids and builds toward complexity within a sentence; also, I love how it emphasizes the importance that two phrases be linked together on the same subject. It's little nuances like that that make writing at the sentence level important.

KH:  Yes!  We are 1 for 2 so far.  I also love the semicolon best; however, when writing documents for children to understand, I rarely get the chance to use it.  (See what I did there?)  Now on to the next big question:  To Oxford comma or not to Oxford comma?  That is the question.

HP:  Oxford comma always. "At the store, please get bread, peanut butter, eggs, cookies and cream." Written this way, it could mean to get both cookies and cream, or something that is cookies and cream--like ice cream or a candy bar. With the Oxford comma there would be no confusion.


KH:  And we are 2 for 2 as evidenced by my favorite thing on Pinterest I have found so far.  Nobody cares about the Oxford comma until it saves JFK from being a stripper with Stalin.  Protect JFK, use the comma!

So, Oxford commas aside, what is your biggest grammar pet peeve?

HP:  This is a tricky question, because grammar and the English language is always evolving. Sure, there are basic rules that should be followed for clear writing, and you need to learn these rules before you can break them--but most of them can be broken. So I guess my biggest grammar pet peeve would be breaking any rule without intentionality so that the language is muddied up. 

KH:  What is your favorite "#amwriting soundtrack"?

HP:  I have a couple of playlists, depending upon what I'm writing. For my short story collection, the playlist is a lot of folky sounding indie, alt country, and bluegrass--think Ryan Adams, Mumford and Sons, Wilco, Old Crow Medicine Show. I also like the Shins for writing. But if I'm really trying to get into something and it's just not happening, generally Wilco's Yankee, Hotel, Foxtrot album helps.

KH:  Respectable choices.  Because of my ADD, I cannot listen to music that I know the words to.  I usually either listen to Suicide Silence or another deathcore band on my Spotify account because it numbs my mind and drowns out everything around me.  Occasionally I will just listen to a white noise or brown noise playlist on Spotify.  

What do you enjoy doing in your spare time when you are not working or writing?

HP:  Well, logically, reading. I also enjoy spending time with my husband and friends, watching movies/Netflix, and cooking. I'm slightly obsessed with all things Doctor Who, as well. I like to travel and try out new restaurants.

KH:  You forgot to say "texting funny things and going to DMB concerts with my best friend, Kentucky Heather," but because we've already established that you are having memory loss, I will let that one slide.  (I kid, I kid).

So, I have saved the absolute most important question of all for last.  It's something that everyone needs to know.  Where would the Sorting Hat place you?  Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, or Slytherin?  

HP:  From all the sorting quizzes I've taken, I've received mixed answers. I've never been sorted into Slytherin, though, and most commonly it's either Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw. I think I would want to be in Ravenclaw, and since the Sorting Hat takes the student's choice into consideration, Ravenclaw it would probably be.

KH:  And best friends we truly are.  I just told someone the other day that I would ask the Sorting Hat to place me in Ravenclaw; however, unlike you, I have been sorted into Slytherin before.  I'm probably slightly more bad news than you are.  Plus, I can speak Parseltongue. 

Thank you so much for taking the time to answer all of my questions.  I know you are busy with work and writing and being married!  I really look forward to reading whatever project you finish next and I hope you will allow me to blog about it so my wonderful blog friends can find out how wonderfully talented you are!  As an end to this long post, I leave everyone with our fun text from this morning: