Wow, it’s been a while seen I’ve written a post! I have been busy working on my new real estate investment business since December. It’s been exciting, stressful, scary, and fun so far. Going into this, I knew this would be difficult for so many reasons. I expected the neck pain, fatigue, and general day to day busyness in raising my children. However, the day after Valentine’s Day, my teenage son scared me with an intense emotional outburst. As with almost every teenage boy, it started with a girl. One he liked at the time. And after discussing it with some friends, discovered something I’d forgotten: I’m not the only one experiencing this, and we found it immensly helpful to KNOW we are not alone.
After taking a six week break from progressing with my business, last Saturday I attempted to start reading my paperwork to refresh my new knowledge. Unfortunately, it was very difficult for me to concentrate as a result of my son’s severe mood swings.
I am LDS (a Mormon), and watched the Church’s General Conference today from the comfort of my home. The importance of marriage and family seemed to come from every speaker, and it occurred to me that my family has GREATLY struggled lately.
I asked myself, “why haven’t you written about this? No wonder you’re always stressed out.” As I thought more about this, it occurred to me that just because I did not have time to write a novel, it didn’t mean that I shouldn’t write ANYTHING!
So I’m opening up my word documents again, and will write about the things that make me happy or cause me stress, and I’ll even blog about some of it.
This year has gone by so fast! It’s hard to believe that today is December 29th already, (which is also my mother’s birthday) when it seems like just yesterday that we were celebrating the holidays.
I may not be posting for a while. I’ve always wanted to work in real estate, but not as an agent, and am now learning about real estate investing. I’m starting my own business, hoping to make some extra money to pay for my surgery and any additional health care procedures or costs that may occur in 2015.
One of the reasons I’m doing this (I’m the one learning and working with a mentor), is so that my husband will day be able to retire and work on both our manuscripts and our real estate business.
One blessing I’m grateful for is the practice I have from writing in both my fictional manuscripts and my blog posts for the last five years. While I was interviewing for this mentor’s program, they asked to me write down in an email what my goals were for the next year, and why I wanted to learn real estate and start a new business, in 20 – 30 minutes, so they could read my answer before our last phone call.
It suddenly seemed like I was a contestant on a reality T.V. show, and I was so nervous. But not because of the writing part. That seemed easy; I was nervous because of this new opportunity in a completely different field.
I’ve been studying, (and would be now if their website wasn’t down), and learning such clever and creative ideas on how to invest in real estate without using any of my money. My mind is able to grasp this new knowledge and seems to be sharpening my memory. I miss writing in my fictional world, and hope that my husband and I will one day work together. Side by side on the couch with our own lap tops, each writing our part of the story. I’ll try to write when I can, and post here as I settle into this new business.
Five weeks ago I had a second cervical fusion. Sometimes it seems to be healing, but if I turn my neck too sharply, or turn my head to check the clock in my bedroom, my neck cracks and it hurts!
My new surgeon told me that my cervical MRI showed that between my vertebra and arthritis, I have the spine of an 80 -year-old woman. The strong muscle relaxers seem to make by brain a bit foggy, though it could be from my Fibromyalgia.
So, I’m been taking from my novels and short story to a blog about my fibromyalgia to document my progress. And the pain. Resting is all I can do to help my neck fuse with C4, C5, and C6. I can’t remember if C7 was included or not. Fibro fog is so aggravating, and I wish it would go away.
I hope to return to my fiction writing soon, because at the moment my characters are not talking to me anymore. I fear they’ve given up on me as a writer.
Life works in cycles, or seasons, if you will. Between my healing, my father’s not feeling well these days, and raising two sons, my time to write my novels is why I do what I do.
This is the picture that inspired my new short story, Crossing Over. These Spirits appear to be ‘walking’ on water as if trying to reach a destination, and the green background gave me the idea of the powerful evil Spirit known as the Dark One. He uses a powerful mist to disorient and kill anyone who travels in this part of the Atlantic Ocean.
There are thousands of trapped Spirits who can’t cross over into the Spirit World because of his power. My protagonist, Maria, who is the most recent victim, is confused by the mist until she sees Him. She and her family realize that there accident was the result of this evil one, and are dismayed. Maria is now determined to find a way to defeat the Dark One with the help of her new friends.
It’s that time of year again! I’m preparing to write a 50,000 word novel during the month of November with my friend and co-author,Anthony Rando.
Our story, Crossing Over, a Y.A. paranormal tale, has thousands of earth-bound Spirits who fear the Dark One. My protagonist, Maria, flies with her family in their private plane for a weekend trip. They soon encounter a thick, mysterious green mist, and then crash into the Atlantic Ocean.
I’m enjoying interviewing my characters and look forward to November 1st!
Summer flew by this year, and my family and I have been busy. We flew to Los Angelos and then drove as far north as the Crater Lake National Park in Oregon before driving South to San Diego in Southern California. All in ten days!
We explored three national parks in four days: Crater Lake, the Redwood Forest, and Yosemite Park. These parks are each beautiful in their own way; clear blue lake, beautiful redwood trees, and the gorgeous mountains of Yosemite, though the waterfalls are bone dry. It’s sad how dry the state of California is. The fire risk is extremely high with several fires devouring sections of the trees throughout the mountains.
Los Angelos is a fun city to visit, and see family. Disney Land has a fantastic color light show at the California Adventure Park, which inspired me to work on my manuscripts. San Diego has such beautiful beaches.
We saw so much and slept in a different hotel almost every night that when we returned home it felt odd to be in Texas.
I’m grateful to my father for raising me to follow my heart and making me laugh. He protected me while growing up in New York and took great care of my brother and I. He is also a fun grandpa to my sons, and I’m so glad he lives with us!
I am so grateful that my sons have such a wonderful father to guide them in becoming great men, such as my husband. I hope he notices how their face lights up whenever he comes home from work each day and know how much they love him. I’m so grateful we are an eternal family.
I’m happy that my husband and I had time to work on our YA time travel novel together. I started this book 5 years ago, and work on the manuscript off and on.
This past weekend, we both felt ready to read what we wrote and refresh our memories, and the two important scenes that help move the story was what we focused on. The nice thing was, I was able to type it instead of using the Dragon Speak. I talk faster than I type, but it was nice to work with my talented husband after more than a year past without him typing a single word!
It would be great if I spoke the rest of my scenes with Dragon Speak and finished it already, yet because of my sensory overload problem, it is much harder for me to put the headphones on and start talking for longer than five minutes. As long as we make progress on the manuscript and enjoy this fun writing journey, I’m happy.
Tonight as I write this post I am grateful for these three things:
My son has helped me lift a light amount of weights (on machines) for my arms, chest, and lower back at our local gym to regain some sorely needed muscles which I need in my everyday life. It’s amazing how fast our muscles will turn to fat once we hit forty. My son is a wonderful at pushing me to go when I make many excuses to stay home.
The Dragon Speak software is such a blessing as I write and edit my Young Adult manuscript that I no longer feel anxious about finishing it. Actually, the idea of opening the document gave me some anxiety, since writing for long periods of time is painful.
While my body today is a bit sore from yesterday’s workout, I am filled with a lot of much needed hope that as I faithfullycontinue with these workouts, my body will become strong enough for me to return to an active life where I can return to serving my friends and family instead of being the grateful one to receive their love and service.
It brings me joy to write this post tonight without my arthritic fingers begging me to stop, that I am full of hope for a brighter future, both with writing and my family life. Yet I know that my three chronic illness will last me throughout my life, and I must be diligent in keeping my body strong. My perspective and gratitude since my illness began has strengthened me to always persevere, and to never give up.
For the next two weeks, I will be training my new Dragon Speak software program to learn my speech patterns to help me work on my novels. As I have thought about it, I was always better at telling a story out loud.
When my sons were young, I asked what topic they would like me to tell talk about. After they chose one, usually about one of our cats, the story literally flowed out of my mouth without me thinking about what I would say, as if it were the animals speaking. Many of them were very cute stories that I could fit into my goal: if they were fighting or upset, I would just start talking about whatever popped into my head at the time. If it was nap time, I would have the cats play with an animal they just met in the woods and when they wore themselves out, they would curl up into a ball and go to asleep. Somehow I could lead into the sleepiness part, and it would help them fall asleep.
In the past, many of the famous tales we know about were oral stories that no one wrote down. Each generation would pass down stories they learned from their parents, so it makes me feel better knowing that I am using an old form of story telling which I’m sure my Irish ancestors did. I know what my characters need to do in each scene, so I will just review the scene and tell myself what the characters are doing and saying to move the story forward. And I will most likely pretend that my sons are listening to it so it feels more natural.
Have you ever tried using Dragon Speak? If you couldn’t type for long periods of time, would you?