Strain and no Gain


When I woke this morning, I had a song in my head.  “Yesterday was plain awful.”   A picture of the adorable little red-head with her red dress and white trim, had me smiling.  Then, I thought of my FUBAR actions that had me grinding my teeth yesterday.  I, of all things, created a password for one of my works in progress books on Word and forgot the password.

The novel in question is only in the beginning stages, five chapters along, but it is painful to lose several days of work.  I was able to retrieve the Word document from May 6th.  Stress, upcoming release of Invidious, figuring out all this promotions stuff, and setting up things like Blogs and other social accounts, has got me spinning in several directions.

“I just want to write.”  Yes…I’m whining.


Reading to Write


Quoth The Wordsmith

663092_26111643 You’ll often hear that in order to write, you need to read. Many prominent authors stick by it and advise aspiring writers to make a practice of always having a piece of literature on the go. It’s good advice, as long as you know that if you are reading to write, you need to look at the writing that you are reading differently. Here’s how I do it:

-Accept and note the areas that you have trouble with, whether they include dialogue, structure, characterization, setting, etc. Know and embrace the fact that you have room to improve.

-Pick a story or a book (or a few!) that really made an impression on you in terms of style, tone, and connection. It should be something that you don’t mind reading again, and that you would give a glowing review.

-Read the story slowly. Take your time. Figure out how that story…

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A Letter to the Mother of my Step Children


This is beautiful

Living, Loving, Laughing...

I know I am not the perfect step-in parent for your children. I make mistakes. I misjudge. I get frustrated, confused, and conflicted. It’s a tight wire balance of being too close and being too far.

I don’t want to overstep my boundaries. And yet, I sometimes lose track of the rule book. I don’t always know what to expect. And even when I think I do, I realize how far-off the beaten path I really am. I manage the best I can for them. Not necessarily as another parent, but someone who loves being in their life. Someone who cares for them, because I care for their Dad. But, I fail. I try. I fail. Then I brush myself off and hope you can forgive me.

From the first moment I met them, I wanted them to know I could never replace you, nor would I want…

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Imagine you are in a small auditorium.  Sitting in metal folding chairs, staring at one another are eight people who by all accounts, have nothing in common other than a few outwardly characteristics.  The scent of overused hardly cleaned gym equipment, cigarettes, perfume, and burnt coffee, has begun to war for dominance.  No one has given any directions other than instructing you where to sit and you’re trying desperately not to stare back at the man with the beady eyes who is dressed in a pair of tight slacks that leaves nothing to the imagination.  You can’t help but wonder if you are in the right place.  Before you get up to leave, someone stands to speak.

“I am Shea and I write.”

Now let’s blow this dare to share set up and sit down for a little ‘why am I here’ or ‘getting to know you’ session.  Hello.  As I said, my name is Shea.  I am important in my circle but you haven’t heard of me yet.  I ‘m hoping to change that and that is why I’m here.  So this blog thing is new for me.  I’ve read a few, skimmed a few more and decided that blogging is a job.  At the time, I was comfortable with the job I had and wasn’t in the market for a part timer.  Now, I find myself at a juncture in my life where networking is important if I wish to succeed.  So here I am in all my wide-eyed glory, taking a step toward the cool kids table. 

Like most people who write, I read a lot.  A few years ago, I would have screamed from the Statue of Liberty (I have not seen her in person yet…YET) that I am a book-in-hand patriot.  Now, after owning my e-reader for two years and with over six hundred books downloaded, I have to admit I have been converted.  I love any book with a romance but have read and liked ones that do not partake in the HEA formula.  If it is referred or if the blurb and sample interest me, I’ll read just about anything.    

 Let me put some things out there now before we find ourselves sitting in uncomfortable silence, staring off in the distance while we wait for the waiter to return with the check (which we are splitting down the damn middle).  I don’t have a bookshelf filled with the classics.  I read a great deal but if you are going to quote some classic novel that everyone who’s anyone should have read…I most likely haven’t so blow hard somewhere else.  I don’t have a degree in ‘know it all’ and my blog will most likely never win a Pulitzer.  I am not pretentious, pious, or perfect and really dislike those types so hold on to your ego and save the side of bulls**t for your fans.  We all have something to offer and I’m hoping to learn, share, and grow.                 

Enjoy your day people.