My favorite time of year is on the horizon… summertime rocks!  We love this time of year around here, and we always make the most of it.  Hubby and I planted some tomatoes, onions, and radishes in a little patch we created with railroad ties.  And I bought one of those hanging upside-down tomato growers… I’ll let ya know how that works. 

As far as vacation goes, it’s always Florida.  Love that place.  I love breathing in all that salty air and sunshine.  I think I was a mermaid in a past life.  LOL.  I swear, the water signs in my family run rampant big time.  My mom was an Aquarius, I’m a Cancer along with one granddaughter, and a daughter and granddaughter share the Pisces sign.  And trust me, the more you read up on astrology there is definitely something there.  Hubby is of the earth, so I guess we nurture one another.

As far as goals this summer, I’ll complete my WIP and go through the editing process.  I’m giving myself the summer to get it right and begin my next project, which I’m getting excited about. Love those flashes on the horizon, that compel me take a closer look.  I was driving down the road the other day, and a female character for my next project started jabbering in my ear.  We’re not talking about a, “Hey there, just wanted to drop by,” comment.  We’re talking about the entire 25 minute drive to my daughter’s house.  I learned about this gal’s mama, and picked up on her mood and rode the wave with a smile on my face.  I very much love what I heard and saw, so the sun came out early that day.  I’m excited to start on her story.

Tomorrow is my blog day at Magical, so stop by if you can.  I’ll be chatting about the writer’s soul.

What are you plans for the summer?

Hey all, I’m over at Magical today chatting about a Sense of Place.  You know those feelings we all get when we’re in-story and connected to not only characters, but where they live and navigate story from.  Currently, I’ve been spending my time in an old plantation in my WIP, and it’s become another character to me. Stop by if you get the chance!

And today, I’ll be at my granddaughter’s tea party at school.  The little ones are wearing floppy hats, and the boys are sporting ties.  My daughter and I unearthed some pretty gaudy jewelry for the occassion, and tossed a few boas in the mix.  Should be a whole ’nother blog when I’m done!

What’s on your schedule today? 

Wishing all of you an amazing Mother’s Day!  Remember, you are one of life’s great treasures and forces in the world today.  We don’t take our path lightly, and the love we experience on a daily basis fuels our lives and stories with passion and truth.

Be well… 

Hey all, Friday is my blog day over at Magical Musings.  Stop by if you get the chance.  I’m chatting about little gifts; the kind our characters give to us.  And now, I’ll leave you with a little Jane Austen….

“I could not sit seriously down to write a serious romance under any other motive than to save my life, and if it were indispensable for me to keep it up and never relax into laughing at myself or other people, I am sure I should be hung before I finished the first chapter.  No_ I must keep to my own style and go on in my own way.”

~Jane Austen~ 

Wow, I knew I was a blog slacker lately, but the date of my last blog is shocking! Sorry about that folks.  Truth is, I haven’t had much to say lately.  And that is an anomaly in itself.  I’ve been in the mulling phase, taking two steps forward on the last half of my story, and stopping to smell the roses along the way.  Spring not only awakens the world around me, but parts of me too. I’m stretching slowly like the hibernated bear, excited about the spring weather.  Yard work, T-ball games, and exploring have rounded off my writing days.

This week during the American Idol show, I remembered a contestant that I truly thought would be in the finals.  She came on strong during the try-outs, and held her own into the top 13 this year.  Once she hit the big stage, I watched little pieces of herself fling out never defining herself fully.  I was sad because I imagined that she got lost.  It happens all the time, and for various reasons.  Still, a sad thing to see.  To some people, it might have just been the breaks of the biz.  To me, I felt her indecision, her holding back and playing it safe, not showing America who she truly was as an artist.

Creativity can be that way, I believe.  When writing stories, I put everything into the process like all of you. My first drafts might suck, but I see what can be, and strive to make that vision come to pass during the revisions.  If I can walk away from a story knowing I did my best, I know ideas will continue to flow.  I also know how important it is to stay true to who we are as writers.  That’s always been my path.  I think confidence and belief are great mates to carry on ones journey; one bubbles deep from the heart for me, while the other emotion brings it to the surface. 

I wish all of you great writing and revision days ahead.  And enjoy the spring while you’re at it.   Any thoughts, or news to share while I was communing with nature and the muse?