Nope, No Stress Here!

Believing in Wishes came out last week. After a bit of a snafu at Amazon, it’s finally available. So what’s next? Edit the next book in the series? Plot out Book #3? Research marketing opportunities for this book? Am I doing enough to get it in front of readers? Toggle back and forth between my reports on KDP and my reports on Draft 2 Digital? Have I sold anything yet? What’s my Amazon ranking? Any reviews yet? Nope? Hit refresh.

But then I’m also trying to get a freelance writing business off the ground. Because, you know, steady income. A paycheck that means I get to keep self publishing. And this requires its own research, networking and lots of writing. The kids are only gone for a finite amount of time, and then chaos descends on Casa DeCuir. So work time starts…NOW! Are we stressed yet? What should I work on first? What is most important? If I spend time on X, I’m taking time away from working on Y. How do I prioritize?

My walking buddy, Luna. Carries her own poop bags – which we didn’t need this time!

Take a breath. In Believing in Wishes, Olivia gets in touch with her creative side as she spends time outdoors, in her new town. She finds inspiration in the grove behind her house. So I took a page from her book (literally), asked the dog if she’d care to join me (she wouldn’t have missed it for the world), and got out to enjoy some fresh air and sunshine.

Here’s me pretending I’m all artsy.

It’s almost November, and living in the Seattle area, a sunny day is a blessing not to be missed. When we drive from place to place, we miss a lot of what zips past our car windows. Stretching my legs (okay, at times I was being dragged), feeling the sun on my face and taking in the beauty around me was just what I needed. I left the earbuds at home. No distractions. I wanted to be open to inspiration.

Japanese Maples look AMAZING this time of year!

And I’m glad I did. I reminded myself that I have a job that allows me to be flexible. If I need to, I can write in the car. I can do edits and proofing (and have!) from a folding chair at the back of gymnastics. I can read books on craft and learning the business of freelance writing in the waiting area at piano lessons or under a cozy blanket at the end of the day. I don’t need to feel as though a giant clock is ticking down until my work day is done. And I can make one task fill two functions. Like this blog post. I’m letting the world know about my new release…AND…I’ve got new material to use in my portfolio. Bam!

It’s a…wait for it… Late Blooming Rose. Ha! Ya see what I did there? No? Then you haven’t caught up on my back list. Get reading.

Will I still get stressed? Yeah, ‘cuz that’s just me. Apparently I like taking on more than I can handle. Or maybe I’m learning just what I am capable of. I wrote a book that traditional publishing wouldn’t touch, because it has matchmaking fairies. I could have shoved it under my bed and concentrated my efforts on writing something they DID want. But I wanted it. I wanted it enough to give it life. And if I want something badly enough, I make it happen.

Newbie…but not.


I’m not new to blogging. I jumped on board YEARS ago with a personal blog to keep in touch with family on the other side of the country. It was a great way to share photos and little snippits of our lives. But then along came Facebook and the blog fell by the wayside.

Once I became published and realized I needed an online presence, I relied on guest blogging. It was great and I have enjoyed every single one of the blogs that I have written for or been interviewed on. But it’s been almost two years now and I need to stop being lazy about blogging and just DO IT already.

So here’s me: I write small town contemporary romance that my Greater Seattle chaptermates would call sweet. I think we need to sit down and have a discussion about the meaning of sweet. Because I disagree. Ahem, moving on. I’m a mom to two. You’ll hear me reference them by their online names. The oldest is Big Sis. She’s 10 years old, a budding artist (yeah, I’ll probably bug you with photos of her artwork), a bit of a drama queen and the most compassionate little soul I know. Then there is Little Guy. He’s six years old and the cause of most of my gray hairs and also most of my laugh lines. He fancies himself a scientist, and has a “secret” lab in his bedroom closet. (Shh! Don’t tell him I told you.) I’ll probably bug you with quotes from him on a fairly regular basis. The kid frustrates me to no end, but he also keeps me in stitches.lunakids

I also have an adult child, or what some people would call my husband. And three fur children, the biggest attention-seeker of those being our Border Collie mix, Luna. luna a

So, welcome to my crazy, disorganized world. I’ll post a little from writing, a little from living in this madcap household and a little glue that holds it all together. I’d love to get some ideas for creative blog posts, or something that can be my weekly “thing”. Got a great idea? Leave it in the comments. Want to introduce yourself? I LOVE meeting new people. Introduce yourself in the comments.

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