Monthly Archives: April 2013

When toddlers share


I’m glad my daughter loves to share. She’ll share her toys and her food with me or whomever. She’ll walk up to me and say ‘Ah’, to get me to open my mouth. When I do, she’ll put something in my mouth and I’m thankful that it isn’t gooey, already chewed up, or ridden with dirt from the floor. It’s actually fresh and straight from the bowl from when I first poured whatever it is that I had given her.

I am glad that my daughter doesn’t mind sharing and I love her for that. She even shares with her toys, sometimes putting them into her bowl of whatever she’s eating, especially if it’s cereal.

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These are toy gorillas in her bowl of cereal

 

Sharing the cover of my children’s book


As some of you may know, I have written a children’s book and sent it to a publisher last June. It was accepted to be published. I have been sharing on my blog here, the steps I have gone through in getting published, working with an illustrator, working with my editor, and also what I have heard from my publisher. It has been an exciting time and quite the learning experience.

Friday, I had checked my mail and found that they had sent me a ‘final proof’ of my book. Though the illustrator had emailed me, telling me that he sent me one. It took a whole day of waiting for it to get to me. 🙂

The computer could not do the illustrations justice. I thumb through the pages and I could see more detail in the drawings than I could on the computer. I LOVE it! It’s brightly colorful…if that is a thing. My daughter was just as excited to see it too, having read it at least four times….though she’s three, she mostly told the story as how she sees it, rather than reading the words off of the page (she cannot read…yet).

I shared the cover of my little book with everyone on my author page on facebook. Receiving nothing but positive comments and a lot of excited sharing from my close family members and friends.

I’m still waiting to receive a release date as I keep sending my book back for corrections. But without further ado, I shall share with you the cover art of my first published book. And if you happen to have a facebook, please go check out my author page. 🙂 Wishing everyone a blessed weekend!

If you click on the picture, it’ll take you to my author page on Facebook.

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A Typical Friday Morning


I walk through the door on the the cafe side of Hastings in Benton. It has become my usual place to be on Friday mornings.

I sit at one of the tables that are situated between the magazines and the Hardback Coffee Cafe. Immediately I begin pulling out my notebook, pen, and the current manuscript I’m working on and begin to work.

My other writing places are at home, Pulaski Tech’s library, and the Bryant public library. The change of scenery seems to help my creative mind. This is how I have learned to break my writer’s block.

I love it here, being surrounded by books. It’s just like being at the library, but it has a different atmosphere. The aroma of coffee, my favorite smell, teases my nose. Its alluring magic overwhelms my sense of want like an imaginary hand, pulling my attention towards the coffee counter. I get up and place my order, Chai tea frappe.

I watch the tall blonde young woman make my order. Her hair pulled up in a short pony tail. She has a colorful tattoo on her arm that I cannot quite make out and a bracelet that looks to be made out of blue plastic beads. She sets my cup down in front of me and tells me how much it is. I hand her exact change and return to my seat.

I slowly drink my frappe and the cold taste hits my taste buds; a wonderful mixture of vanilla and creme, sweetness and cold. It hits the spot and the imaginary hand soon disappears.

I finally begin to write. The words just pour out onto the page. Customers come in and out through the door behind me, ordering their drinks. I never stop to look up to watch them, though I can see them in my peripheral view. Some sit and tap on their laptops, or browse through the magazines before moving into the other part of the store.

A lady sitting at the table next to mine taps away at her laptop. She’s been here every Friday like me, though she arrives before I do. I listen unintentionally to her long fake nails clicking on the keyboards. They make a rhythmic, yet annoying sound, but only last for a few minutes as she packs her laptop into its bag and leaves.

The employees behind the register rotate out. The young blonde woman is replaced by a tall, dark haired young man with a beard. He turns the music on, playing it low on the speakers overhead. Immediately he begins to sing along. First it’s Adele, followed by Christina Aguilera. i smile, still staring down at my notebook. Soon I find myself humming along. I don’t seem to mind listening to him sing as he isn’t bad.

He walks around the small cafe, wiping the table tops. I look up and my eyes wonder to the magazines. Famous places, cars, faces, and movie stars stare back at me. It’s time for a mental break. I pack my things into my bag and head back towards the books.

After a few minutes of walking through the aisles at a snail’s pace, my phone rings. My sister wants to meet up for lunch. Pizza. My stomach helps me answer yes. I didn’t realize the time, it was almost 1 PM. I had been here for three and a half hours. Time had surely flown, but yet I made great use of that time. I’m looking forward to next Friday morning and begin, what seems like a routine, all over again.

You know you’re a mom when…


You know you’re a mom when you get excited hearing for the first time, ‘Mommy, I have to go potty!’

My eyes got wide and I smiled the biggest smile and said, “Yay! Let’s go potty!”

We run to the bathroom where she pulled her pants down and sits on the potty. I sit on the tub a few feet away, looking off into space, giving her privacy. 

A few minutes passes and she decides to stand and pull her pants up. False alarm. 

“It’s okay baby,” I tell her. “We’ll try again in a few minutes.” We calmly walk back into the kitchen where I continued preparing breakfast. Pancakes.

This continued several times through out the day. Still no success, but we still continue to try. 

I did it, it’s done!


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I have finally added the finishing touches to the rough draft version of my Young Adult manuscript, polishing it to the best of my abilities. I have finally made it to, a hair over, 41K words. I feel excited and yet, very accomplished. I set a goal for myself and have reached it.

I printed out my manuscript and handed it over to the one who is editing it for me. I told her to be very critical, as it is expected from real editors, agents, and publishers these days. I have two weeks left of school and will be spending it wrapped up in completing last minute essays and studying for finals.

As soon as I’m done with this semester i’m going to be working on my query letter and searching for agents. Quite a few people have asked me, “What about the using the publisher you already have?” I used them for my children’s book, due out next month. They are a Christian based company and probably won’t accept my manuscript as it is Fantasy-Fiction. I will ask them though.

It took me three years to write this novel, but I had many road bumps that prevented me from completing it sooner. I cannot wait to read my edits and get to work on them already. Since it is book one I’m already feeling itchy to begin working on book two.

I have at least fifteen chapters of written out in notes on how the book will be written and at least seven of those chapters have already been written. Yes, I’ve started this one long ago as well, when book one was a rough draft of a rough draft. I did not know how I wanted the story to end in book one. I then changed it many times, until I finally found the ending that worked best.

I’ll keep everyone posted on what I’m working on and my progress. Cross your fingers that I do find the right agent for me.

Wishing everyone a blessed day!