I’m not sure familial language is the right phrase. Common language? Tribal language? Either way, I wanna talk about the linguistic shorthand (might not be…
All Swoon. No Spice.
I’m not sure familial language is the right phrase. Common language? Tribal language? Either way, I wanna talk about the linguistic shorthand (might not be…
This summer has been…I’m not sure how to describe it. Maybe that’s because the last week has chewed me up and spit me out. If I were more clear headed it would be easier to just label it as busy. It was certainly that. We went. We did. We traveled. We camped. We visited. We were visited by others.
There was lots of family. Lots of friends. Lots of time with our kids in different places.
There were beautiful highs and horrifying lows. It was a summer packed full of busy living. Maybe it was too much for a homebody like me.
How are you broken?
We all are. Some of us have jagged cracks through our souls. Others of us have countless fine lines. Most of us have a mix of both.
We’ve been broken by words and by circumstance. We’ve been broken by jealousy and good intentions. Traditions have broken us. Zeal has broken us. Love has broken us alongside the hate. This life is a constant process of trying to put ourselves back together. Filling in the gaps left by loss. Sewing together the frayed edges of a broken heart. It’s important to acknowledge our brokenness, to strive to fix it.
Well, it’s been almost two weeks since Painting Rain was released. In that time I’ve run a free promo on Just Ella and then promptly fell off the face of the internet to take care of this little snoozer.
Life is good here in mommy land.
Painting Rain
Originally I had planned on releasing Painting Rain by mid-December. However, with the rewrites required, and other unforeseeable issues, I gave up on that deadline and allowed myself to focus on Christmas and family. I haven’t done much with it for the past several weeks, but now that out-of-town family is gone and the festivities are finished, I’ll be able to get back to work. I need to complete my final read-through before sending it off to copy editors. Once that’s done, I’ll finalize the cover and make it available for pre-order. I expect copies will land it reader hands in 4-6 weeks.
I’m not one to work on multiple projects at once. I’d rather not split my focus, but for this very special project I made an…
This isn’t book stuff, or author stuff, but it’s very near and dear to my heart.
Remember last time, when I talked about my awesome sister and her awesome husband and how we’re trying to help them with the cost of adoption?
I have a sister.
She’s compassionate, wonderful and talented. She’s married to an amazing man who’s held her up and cried with her as they’ve battled through the aching and sorrow of infertility. They’ve held hands and cried tears of joy as they discovered their IVF treatment gave them a baby, then sobbed with the kind of grief I’ll never know when that miracle was lost through a miscarriage. Then they did it all over again. Three rounds of IVF. Two joyous pregnancies. Two heart breaking miscarriages.