The Liebster Award

Hi ya! I was nominated for The Liebster Award by CREATIVITY✒📃😍✌


What is a Liebster Award?
Well, it’s an award that typically recognizes up and coming bloggers recognizes bloggers, by helping others discover new blogs and facilitate community building.

How does one get it?
In order to receive a Liebster Award, you must be nominated by a fellow blogger.

Here are the rules:

  1. Thank the person who nominated you and answer the 11 questions they’ve written for you.
  2.  Nominate 11 people and give them 11 different questions to answer.

Thank you Ankita!

Here are Ankita’s questions:

1. Why did you start with blogging?

I was told that blogging was great for authors as a starting point in creating an author platform. And so it began…

2. Which three hashtags best describe your blog?

#autism #family #writing

3.How do you get new ideas for blog posts?

They just sorta show up. Usually I use things that are happening in our family that might help others in similar situations.

4. Who or what inspires you (to blog and in general)?

To blog: usually my kids or my husband. In general: music, beauty, and irony

5. Which talent don’t you have, but want it?

I want to paint. I can sketch a pretty good picture but when it comes to color and paint, I am utterly defeated.

6.What makes you smile?

People. They are such a funny animal, always doing things for weird reasons and yet they have the capacity for such greatness and love.

7.Who is a hero in your life?

There are so many people that I look up to and admire as heroes, but the one that stands out is my theatre teacher from college, Richard Kuebler (R.I.P.). He recruited me in high school and set me on the path I’m still traveling. He showed me what I wanted out of life and taught me a whole new perception of life through theatre.

8. Are you a planner? Or are you spontaneous?

I plan. Like a general. With an autistic son, I have to. I usually have plans A-Z and then, just in case, a few contingency plans.

9.What is the most amazing thing you’ve seen while traveling.

Dunnottar Castle in Scotland. There is room underneath it that has the darkest dark I’ve ever seen.

10.Is there a sport you’d love to try, but haven’t yet? What is it and why?

Boxing. The closest boxing gym that has classes for women is an hour away and that won’t work with our family’s schedules.

11. What’s your biggest weakness?

Low self-esteem. I struggle with the idea that I’m good enough. I guess I never developed an ego lol.

And so, here are my nominations for the Liebster Award…


Raising 5 Kids With Disabilities and Remaining Sane Blog

Storytime with John

Big Red Carpet Nursing



Scale it Simple

Squeeze the Space Man’s Taco

Just A Small Town Girl

Destination Humanity

Aesthetic Miradh

Here are my questions….

  1. What would you choose as a profession if you could do anything?
  2. When did you know what you wanted to to with your life?
  3. What is your favorite song?
  4. Name somewhere you want to visit but have never been to yet.
  5. What would be your perfect vacation spot?
  6. What do you want to be remembered for after you’re gone?
  7. Have you ever practiced random acts of kindness (you know, running up and giving a stranger a hug or sent anonymous notes of appreciation, that kind of thing)?
  8. Have you ever helped a stranger and if so what happened?
  9. What is your favorite meal to cook and why?
  10. Do you have a guilty pleasure and if so what is it?
  11. If you could tell younger self to change one thing, what would it be?

If you’ve been nominated already, sorry. You can ignore me. You don’t have to do it again.

Thanks again, Ankita!


A Writer’s Platform.

I have been working on this blog for a while now. I started because “writers must have an online presence” and a blog is something that is top on the suggestions. It was supposed to create a habit of writing and allow a place for readers to get to know me. Well…

I’m not really sure what I thought was going to happen. I know that a lot of people use blogs to promote work or to advocate for something in particular or just to vent the unfairness of life in general. I had no idea what I was going to write about, just that I was supposed to do something.

Well, write what you know. I know a lot about nothing. I am a mom with an outdated theatre degree. The only thing I’m good at is making do with what I’ve got. So I have been blogging for two years this month. I started out with a quote. “Not all those who wander are lost.”  I hate to admit it, but after two years. I’m still lost in the blogging world.

I have had some success with a few posts, but mostly I think the only people who see my posts are family. lol

I want this blog to be something else. Something more.

I have been getting closer and closer to getting published. I have written three books and I’m still trying to get someone to take them. I have hundreds of stories circulating through my head. I feel like I’m spending too much time trying to figure out what to write for my blog than actually writing. If I have to keep a blog rolling I want it to be more writing-centric.

I want to try something different. Our writing group has a little free writing session every meeting. We pick a writing prompt and write for fifteen minutes. So far I’m digging what I’ve come up with. I’ve never really bothered with writing prompts. I always had enough story ideas that I didn’t think I needed them, but they are kind of fun. So starting in March I will be doing a little something different.

I intend to post the results of any writing prompts that I work on. I hope that this will help my actual writing career goals. I know some bloggers who have segued into books just from their fiction pieces in their blog. I hope this will also start a readership of my brand of storytelling.

I can’t promise great works but I will guarantee that they will be from the ridiculous and crazy land called my head. From time to time I might still post about my family or other pressing bits of inspiration. I hope you will all stick with my on this new adventure.

Thanks to all of you for reading so far.

Really I’m not gone

Just been psychotically busy! Spent November NaNoWriMo, a community theatre production of A Christmas Tuna, school concert, parent teacher conferences, meetings at school, sick kids, and a short visit from my husband. All in all there were only four days in the whole month were nothing was scheduled. It was insane.
I managed to build the entire set almost completely on my own. The play was a success even though it was harrowing each performance wondering if the guys would remember their lines.
Then I was only able to devote 16 days total to writing for NaNoWriMo. I didn’t think is make it but I did. I hit a little above 50,000 words. Kinda blew my mind! Guess I have what it takes to really write for deadlines.
I’m so glad the month is over! Now I have to catch up on all the things I didn’t do like cleaning. Haha!
I hope to get back to blogging, but maybe not a often. I still have to finish up writing the book I started for NaNoWriMo. I want to devote the majority of my writing time to my novels. But I won’t forget my blog. Promise!

Vacation coma…ish

Well I have to apologize again for not responding to everyone. I went to Colorado for a week to see my family and take my son to his neurology appointment at Children’s Hospital.

Didn’t have much access to the internet and cell service was sketchy so I didn’t get to read or respond to much. However we are back home and trying to recover from the 15 hour drive and the heat. My daughter loved the 90 degree temperatures but I’m about dead from them. Also my son didn’t travel well this time and tension and stress were a little out of hand.

It was a super busy trip with visiting family and the museum and the 4th if July. I just wanna lay in bed and not move but life goes on. I had to be to work this morning and now I’m facing laundry and unpacking. Sometimes I wonder why we do this to ourselves.

Well the point is I’ll be slowly working my way through the army if emails waiting in my Inbox and getting back into the swing of things soon. I hope the vacation coma goes away soon.

My apologies!


I am so sorry to all of you who commented on my posts and I didn’t get them. I didn’t know about the Ham filter thing. There was a message that 34 comments were deleted before I even knew about them.

I truly didn’t know that they were even there. I feel awful about that. I know know to look for them.

I hope that I didn’t offend anyone by not responding to their comment. If I did I sincerely apologize.

I’ll try to do better from now on.

Envy and social media

Golodfish discrimination


A few days ago I read an article extolling the evils of social media. It stated that the more people use social media the more they are prone to that deadly sin of Envy. I realized after reading that article that there is a fine line between Envy and Emulation.

When I first started this whole author platform thing, I had no idea what I was doing. I was completely clueless. So I looked up other author sites to see what they had done. Now you must understand that I normally don’t stalk authors. I read books but I don’t research authors. If I like them I know their name that is about the end of it. However, now I must learn a new way and really dig deep.

The more sites I looked at the more depressed I got. I looked at my tiny little website and then at their massive complicated sites with their millions of followers and fans and that’s when Envy hit me. I wanted what they had. I wanted to be that well liked. I felt defeated. How was I ever going to get there?

Then I mentally kicked myself. I was being a complete idiot!

I could have that! I just had to be patient. They didn’t wake up one morning and have a million fans! IT TOOK TIME! And I’ve just started.

I realized that they had achieved what I wanted by sweating, crying, and clawing their way through the same turmoil that I am going through right now. They should be EMULATED not ENVIED! They were the actualization of my goals. They were people to look up to. What I need to to do was to learn from them, not hate on them and let wishful thinking push me into the dark holes of depression.

So every day I learn. Everyday I sweat and cry and tear my hair out trying to find the time to do what I love. Write. What I had envied had now become my measuring stick ticking off the steps to my goal. I don’t want what they have. I want to be like them in the realm of success but I will have my own success. I need not covet theirs. Ambition, emulation, and inspiration are the actions that will achieve goals not envy: that is merely passive ambition without a chance of success.

What am I doing?

I seem I have lost my way. I always said the just taking one step to the left would solve our problems. So I took the step. Unfortunately I think it was to the right not the left.
I have been trying so hard to set up my author platform. Get noticed. Get a readership. I got a job trying to earn some extra cash to pay the doctor bills that have racked up. I’m trying to be dad and mom, writer, housekeeper, gardener, researcher, counselor to my family, doctor for my kids, and find time to exercise to keep my pain at a manageable level. There simply aren’t enough hours in the day.
I haven’t written anything new for my books. I’m trying so hard to “get myself out there” that there’s nothing to put out there.
Is what I’m doing the right the thing?
Am I putting the cart before the horse?
I have a novel finished and I have been sending it out to agents but all I get is rejection form letters.
Should I self-publish?
I just put the first few chapters on Wattpad but will anyone read them?
Some people have thousands of followers. I don’t. Did I make a mistake?
So much if the writer’s world is uncertainty, never really knowing if you’re doing okay. It is so hard to maintain optimism when faced with giant chasms of unfamiliar territory.

How to Make Book Covers When You’re Broke

I have been struggling with the promotional side of my writing, not because I’m not trying but because I just don’t have the funds to pay for what I need to get really promoted. For instance, book covers. It is said that on Wattpad if you don’t have a cover on your story then no one will even look at them, but I can’t afford to have someone make them for me. Suddenly I stumbled across a blog that saved my bacon.

How to Make Your Own Free Book Cover in MS Word

This step by step guide showed the cheap and easy way to create a book cover. IT WAS AWESOME!

But then there was a major issue. You can save it as a PDF but you CAN”T save it as a JPEG or GIF file. You need it to be in a JPEG or GIF format in order to put it on the site. OH NOOOO!

I fiddled around for a while opening it in several different programs but still couldn’t get it to work. So I did it the old fashion way and printed it out then scanned it back in. It worked. But…really? Is this what I am going to have to do every time?


I found the best solution ever! There is a website called This site allows you to upload a PDF (Your book cover) and convert it to a JPEG so you can upload it to the site. YIPPY! YAY!

This is an example of what I made. It is for my short story Bump in the Road

Bump in the road cover art-page-001

Problems solved. Now just need to write some more and find the right pictures.

The Invisible Menacing Monster part II

So the cat has made me paranoid. Subconsciously I must be convinced that there is a multi-dimensional beastie running loose in my house because just yesterday as I was making my bed I heard a strange hiss sound: short and angry. I froze. It’s animal instinct.
At first I thought, “Oh no! I stepped on the cat!” But that was not the case. The cat was nowhere to be seen. My second thought was “What was under my bed?” This is where the paranoia comes in. See if the cat hadn’t planted in my brain that there was an invisible menace in my house I would have noticed that my skirt was brushing against a piece of paper that was sitting on my bed side table.
So no monster, just two inanimate objects innocently reacting to friction with a freaky hiss sound. Thank you, Moonlight for making me paranoid.