How do you rate your priorities? Do you have a good system of how you stack them? I’m feeling kind of philosophical about this issue. I found out this morning that an older gentleman that lived next door to my mom’s lake home passed away during the night. I’ve known him most of my life and he was a special person to our family.
It started me to thinking about the last time I saw him. He was riddled with sickness from cancer and he didn’t want me to see him like he was. It was really sad, but I made him talk to me regardless. I could tell it hurt him for me to see him so broken.
I feel like I didn’t do enough. I didn’t have time to go see him when he was hospitalized. I didn’t take the time to go see him when they brought him home to die. In one respect I was trying to respect his feelings, but should I have done more. My heart aches at the could haves and should haves.
Do we take for granted that things will fix themselves? Do we take our friends and family for granted? Do we think they will be there tomorrow so go then? Do we have the Scarlett O’hara theory of “I’ll think about it tomorrow”?
I just feel so depleted. I know he’s better off, but did he know that I cared. I hope he did. He was a sweet, precious man. So my thing is this, don’t wait until tomorrow the things that can be done today. Take that time. Make it work somehow.
As always, Good writing and May God bless you…
Someone asked me not too long ago why 95% of my novels have horses in them. I smiled and said well I love them. They just looked at me and laughed. I don’t know what was funny in that statement but I smiled and went on my way.
Have you ever just sat and watched a horse? Ok, so maybe that’s just a thing I do, but really have you? They are so graceful with everything they do. Even when they’re spooked they sidestep gracefully. The strength that emanates from them is extraordinary. I love to just stand beside a horse and feel the strength. I know it sounds strange, but try it sometimes.
Horses have been a part of our culture since forever. Before we had cars we depended on them to get us from point a to point b. They pulled our plows and did the hard stuff. If the horse was down, we were down. Most people owned a horse of some sort. When cars came along the horse was slowly pushed out of the way.
They’re so useful in many ways. They can be used in therapy for many ailments or disabilities. A child can be brought out of depression just by rubbing the nose or coat of a gentle horse and interacting with them. It’s really amazing, I’ve seen it.
For me I use them in my novels to help with the story. Who doesn’t like a good cowboy romance? Well maybe not everyone, but I sure do. There’s something about a rugged, weathered cowboy falling for his love. A true cowboy almost always has good character and hard work ethic. Their hands are weathered from the reins and hard work. No soft male hands with a cowboy. Not a dime store cowboy, but a real cowboy.
Ok, well I’m off my horse and cowboy rant for the day. Just a look into my warped mind. Scary I know, but it’s me, take it or leave it. I’m a country girl and just keeping it real. No put on here.
As always, good writing and May God bless you…
We start making choices the moment we wake until the moment we go to sleep. Do we get up with the clock or hit the snooze? What do we eat for breakfast, lunch, or dinner? What do we wear? Do we go to work today or stay out and be lazy?
Choices, have you ever sat down and thought about how many choices you make in a day? Do you make good choices? Do you think about your choices or just fly by the seat of your pants?
Sometimes we make choices that haunt us for the rest of our lives. The choice has been made so live with it or do something about it. Immortalize it in fiction is my recommendation. Usually makes for a good book…
As you start you day or for those of my friends that are ending your day, think about your choices you make. Think about those that are affected by your choices. Those people could be family, spouses, friends, coworkers and the list goes on.
As always good writing and May God bless you and your choices 🙂
Well it’s Monday again. Wasn’t it just Monday yesterday? Time really flies when you’re busy as little bee. Well that’s me, busy little bee. It’s tax time again and my desk is piling up with returns just staring at me waiting to be sent, but since the IRS has decided to put us off the returns just sit and wait.
As for my writing, I’m doing as much as I can at night. My manuscript that I’ve been trying to finish is almost ready. The editing has been fun. I love reading over my work. It gives me a chance to change and expand on different areas. Amazing how one change can turn into an extra paragraph.
Hope everyone is well. My son is home sick today with an ulcer on his throat so I’m back and forth from the office to the house. Good thing my office is beside my house. Have a great Monday and remember Monday is just another day in this to love one another, read another book and enjoy what God has given us.
As always good writing and May God Bless you…
One of my Twitter friends Tattie Maggard sent me a nice tweet. She has a Christian ebook blog and she featured “With All My Heart” yesterday on her blog along with 3 other Christian romances. It was a nice surprise. Check out the link to the post.
I have a problem. I’ve got a manuscript that I should have finished a month ago 🙂 That’s only part of the problem, well it’s still going, the problem is that I have 5 other stories crying out to be finished. Every time I get my head back into the current manuscript my mind goes nuts. Yes, I said it, my mind goes nuts.
To someone that’s not a writer this may sound like a great problem. You may be saying that’s great that you have so many stories waiting in line to be completed. Well, here lies the problem. These stories don’t want to wait in line, they want to break in line. They’re getting down right ornery. They’re taking up my sleep, my extra time and most detrimental my writing time.
Oh well, the life of a writer. I guess that’s just the problem with having an overactive imagination, which if you think about it, that’s the key to being a writer. Sometimes my imagination runs away with me 🙂
As always, good writing and May God Bless you.