Things I want my girls to know: The Real World

by | Feb 12, 2013


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From time to time on this blog you will find this series, Things I want my girls to know. My girls are thirteen and seven. They have very different personalities. They have been raised along the guidelines which were set down by my mother, my grandmother, my aunts and my great aunts. 
 
You’re probably saying to yourself, that’s a lot of female relatives.  I have many, and they are vocal. However my girls have also been raised according to my husband’s beliefs as well.  
I bought a scrapbook for each of them a few years ago. When I bought them I had grand ideas of sitting down and making them each a scrapbook. The scrapbooks have sat at the bottom of my closet. The idea however has been percolating in my mind. 
When I left home I was a sheltered openly vulnerable seventeen, who had never been away from home or family at all. I cried for two weeks, but I was determined to make it on my own, so I pushed forward. I want that for my girls that tenacity, that ability to feel fear and still move forward. 
I wasn’t prepared for what living in a new country and culture would mean. My mother stricken with cancer at the age of thirty two and orphaned at the age of five had been over protective. This is not a criticism. This is a statement of fact. Her upbringing via maiden aunts and her illness drove her need to protect her children with everything inside her.
I too am over protective. I have only let my older daughter attend a sleep over once, and only with  people that I’d gotten to know well. I want my girls to know, that I like my mother before me care about happens to them.  I want to protect them, to shelter them from harm. But, I promise that I will try not to shelter them so much that they have no skills to survive in the real world.

I’ve been tagged again! The Next Big Thing

by | Feb 5, 2013

I’ve been tagged again. Fortunately I’m working on something new. This time I’ve been tagged  by the lovely and very interesting  Anjali Enjeti . So here it goes:

What is the working title of your book?

I’m rewriting a short story I’d previously submitted to a publisher called Mental Health Day.


What genre does your book come under?

Contemporary Romance

How did you come up with the idea for Mental Health Day?

 The idea started to percolate when someone said they needed to take a mental health day. Add to that a publisher putting out a call for for stories based on or around a guilty pleasure  and there you have it.

What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book?

Artist Nikki Browen, is struggling with her day job and her attraction to her boss Jackson Durrant. Jackson has everything but the woman he wants, but in the process of pursuing her he finds out that’s not all he wants.

Can you tell us some more about Mental Health Day?

Yes it’s about the romance between Jackson and Nikki, but it’s also about being brave enough to take a step into the unknown.

How did you come up with the cover design?

No cover just yet, still working on getting it published.


And what else do you have in the works?

A Sci-Fi  Romance – Dance of Life
A Literary Fiction project- untitled
A contemporary fantasy- cornered

I’m tagging Christopher Beats for this.

Wellcome to February!

by | Feb 1, 2013

It’s the month of love or massacre’s or both if you choose (depends on what you write or read). Valentines day is just around the corner and many will gear up for the annual love fest. Some of which will be quite sweet or excessive depending on who’s doing what. However you choose to celebrate it or not, remembering to tell your loved one, no matter what the day that you do indeed love them is all ways a positive thing.

Which brings me to this; if January was a slow month for you. If you feel like you didn’t achieve any of your goals. If you are feeling particularly unloved. Remember this, it’s never too late to start and to get love you have to give love and love yourself first.

My geekery!

by | Jan 29, 2013

So last week as I got my post for the Smart Girls blog ready, Undead Love Child, I realized something. My geekery didn’t start with my husband.

See I didn’t grow up in the US. So my definition of geekhood wasn’t based on the same guidelines as the kids that grew up here. I was a tennis playing, music loving, piano playing, book loving, girl who spent a lot of time on the beach.

I spent most of my childhood either with my head stuck in a book or out on the Tennis court. Then in the nineties something happened. Sci-Fi introduced me to Japanese animation.

Low and behold I had a new obsession. Now I’m jonesing to see Vampire Hunter D again. 

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