New Book Release!

Now in paperback and on Kindle Unlimited! Dacie Mae: Midnight Under the Magnolia is a coming of age story wrapped in a mystery. Filled with slow-burning romance and emotional entanglements, Midnight Under the Magnolia introduces us to the small-town world of twenty-two-year old Dacie Mae MacIver who dreams of making it to the big city one day. When her past comes strolling back into town, he’ll either prove to be the boost her career needs or the unveiling of her deepest secret. Buy here9D7121C8-0927-40E2-95A6-A1FF8A17EB68

The Mistakes We Make

I am writing to you out of my failure as I don’t believe that what little I have accomplished in nine years of indie publishing qualifies as any sort of success.

I have a bad habit of publishing books too quickly. Not writing them too quickly, as my wonderful and loyal fans will attest, just publishing them too quickly.

My process is usually research and writing, editing, a little tweaking of the story, maybe some more editing, wrestling with formatting for digital and physical copies, trying to figure out what to do about cover art and then publishing.

I think it’s a mistake a lot of independent authors make. We never stop to think about how long it takes a professionally published book to go through the entire process. There’s a lot of time in there when the book leaves your hands and you’re free to work on something else until you get an agent, a publisher, an editor who helps guide you through the rewriting process.

It’s that breathing time that I think so many of us are missing. I believe Stephen King once said when he finishes writing something he throws it in a drawer and forgets about it for a while.

This makes so much sense to me now and I’m still trying to learn to have the patience to follow through. Once you finish the first full draft of a project it’s like your brain is glazed over, either positively or negatively, and can’t properly process anything.

For example, I wrote Dacie Mae three years ago and I was certain it was my best work yet. On all levels. Having reread it a few times since I still amazingly feel that way. But. Now that I’ve stepped away from it and my brain is no longer glazed over I can see those little things that are so important that need tweaked. I see those missing scenes that need to be squeezed in and the climax that needs to be fleshed out.

We need to let our stories breathe and rest while our brains untangle themselves from the sheer exhaustion and euphoria of having “finished.” I’m not saying three years is the way to go, it just happened that way for me. Just put the story away, work on something else and then go back and read your work like a reader and not an author.

Slow down, enjoy the process, in the end it will make you and your readers much happier. Nothing sucks more than putting something out there and then realizing how much better it could have been. Of course we, as indie authors, have the luxury of uploading a newer version, but then you’ve potentially already gained reviews pointing out all the things you could have fixed if you had just slowed down. Don’t be that author, it isn’t fun.

Happy Fall! Have a Free Book!

Despite what the forecast is telling us, today is indeed the first day of fall!!!! 🍂🍁🍂🍁 To celebrate the eventual return of my favorite temps and scenery of the year I am giving away free kindle copies of my newest book. Today only!

And yes, book 2 is in the works.

Dacie Mae: Midnight Under the Magnolia

From a town where cell phone reception is sketchy if not all-together nonexistent, Twenty-two year old Dacie Mae MacIver is discontent with her small town life. Tucked away in the hills, she has big city dreams of being a journalist. With the encouragement of US Deputy Marshal Harrison McClain and the discouragement of her widowed mother warring in her heart, Dacie Mae fights through each day trying to gain the strength and experience to finally break free of the chains of her hometown. Early one spring morning the embodiment of all she is trying to get away from comes strolling back into Wallace with his guitar slung on his back.
Henry James Wallace, heartbreaker and independent recording artist, has come home. While the town seems to have forgiven him of his sins, Dacie Mae can’t get past what he did to her. Not even a day passes before the rocker is up to his usual games and things turn deadly.

I want my copy!

Who it is!

Did you ever see the Cosby show wherein Claire and Cliff are in bed and Vanessa comes knocking at the door and Cosby teaches her to answer, “Who is it!?” with, “Who it is!”? Great episode. Sore point in light of recent news but still a great episode.

But I digress.

I suppose I should tell you who I am since you have, for some wild reason, come knocking at my door.

The answer will be quick as my fifteen month old is tearing up my kitchen.

I am a Christian, a wife and mother and a writer and wannabe screenwriter. But I live in Missouri. My husband is a chef and a lieutenant in the National Guard. He was active duty back in the day. My sons are 15, 13, 10 years and our newest addition is 15 months. I have a BS in Broadcast Media. I am a volunteer at my church, running their social media, directing cameras, etc.  I have independently (by choice. Never even tried for an agent or publisher in the beginning.) published six books. The von Strassenberg Saga, Holler’s Grove and Dacie Mae. (I sold one book last month, which means I made 70 cents.) I’m a mediocre cook and gardener, pretty okay baker and I try to be crafty but it never works out. The only thing I’m really good at but still screw up every day is being a mom and wife.

Camping With the Littles

Ironically, I have probably only been camping fewer than a dozen times in my life. My parents NEVER took us camping when we were kids. My dad worked two jobs. His vacation was spent going to visit my maternal grandparents in Davisville, Missouri every summer, which was kind of like camping but with a house.

I think my first camping trip occurred when I was about nine or ten. My brother was on leave after completing basic training and I guess he wanted to show off his new-found skills while we were in Davisville. He led us in circles (my sisters and I still believe this was done intentionally) for hours until we reached a spot that was maybe a ten minute walk from my grandparents’ home. It was right on the Huzzah. And it was creepy. We heated our dinner of spaghettios and ravioli in their cans, told ghost stories that weren’t helpful, and then went to bed. I can still hear the river babbling away and remember straining to hear my brother, trying to catch his snoring so I could be assured the Ranger hadn’t come and dragged him off. Dawn came with great relief and my oldest sister proceeded to make pancakes even the dog wouldn’t eat (seriously). She still hasn’t lived it down. She camps all the time now and frequently makes pancakes, like she’s trying to prove something. (I’m kidding! Don’t be so sensitive. *she adds in aside to said sister*)

It was just an overnight trip but it was my first and the experience wouldn’t be repeated until I was 20 and married. The year after that we took our one year old son to the Huzzah for the family reunion. We had a tent but he screamed at night. This wasn’t just because we were at camp. He screamed every night even at home. He and I slept in the van.

We camped maybe once or twice more and then their dad ran off and actually threw our tent out. Maybe I should have inferred something from that 🤔

Since then most of my camping (all whopping 5 times spread across ten years) has been with the Boy Scouts. Camping with the Boy Scouts is not like family camping. Unless you’re one of those organized people, which I’m not, despite my best efforts. Plus they have all the gear and activities lined up for you. Camping with the Boy Scouts is awesome.

Camping with your family is so much more work. Because it’s just you and THEM. I’m going to keep this post to just some tips for camping with the little people (because my littlest will only sleep for so long).

I’ve been scouring Pinterest and the Internet for more than a year, preparing myself to return to camping with a toddler (our youngest is 10 years younger than our former youngest). Unfortunately most of the posts say the same things. You find those few that actually have useful tips and then everyone else is just rehashing those tips. That’s lame and loserly. Make your own stuff.

1. Make a List

I don’t know why but I keep trying to pack without a list. And every time I forget something. A kitchen knife. The first aid kit. Batteries for the lantern. Camp chairs. Trying to remember every little thing when you have four boys ruining your brain with their constant jabbering is really just setting yourself up for failure. Don’t do it.

Make a list. Laminate it. Put it in your camp tubs. Which brings me to point 2.

2. Put everything you can into tubs. Label what’s in them. It makes leaving so much faster. We also have a Patrol Box my husband bought from a retired Scout Master. It works for now but I’m plotting a back-of-the-van-wannabe-teardrop-trailer type thing.

*While those tips can be used for anyone they are crucial to the mom with brain-sucking zombie children.

3. Prepare whatever food you can before you get there. Our go-to first night meal is walking tacos. We cook and prep at home and just reheat when camp is set up.

4. If you can, invest in a camp stove. This gives you an option to cook fast, in the rain, and up where the littles can’t reach. And: coffee. Mmmm, French press coffee

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5. Bring a portable high chair. We have one that clips on the table.

6. I would say, Bring a play yard/pack ‘n play, but we brought ours and never used it. Our little doesn’t like to be caged. We also cosleep at home. So we don’t worry about a separate bed for No4 at camp either.

 

7. Shoes. Bring more than one pair. One that easily slips on and one for more serious walking. We usually have his swim shoes, slip-ons and his sneakers. If it rains, if the mornings are dewy, if you’re anywhere near water, shoes are going to get wet. You’ll want extra.

8. Download a white noise app to your phone before you leave. It might help even more if you use it at home so your little is accustomed to it before you go camping (or a playlist of their favorite tunes also works).

9. Don’t throw out your old tent. Upgrading? Great! Keep your old tent for a play room for when it’s raining. We did this over the summer and it was so nice to know they weren’t getting our sleeping quarters all nasty.

10. Fruit pouches. Fruit can be difficult to pack and No4 is a fruit fiend. I never buy the Gerber fruit pouches for home but No4 sucks them down happily while we’re at camp. image

11. Don’t deviate too much from your kids’ regular diet. In the early days I would load up with hotdogs, Gatorade, chips, etc. We actually rarely eat hotdogs and all of us would wind up with bellyaches during camp. That isn’t fun for anyone.

12. Bring more clothes than you think you need, especially for your little. They spill, they have potty accidents, they fall into mud puddles, sometimes they throw up. And bring clothes that can be layered. We went camping in August and it was so hot during the day. At night, with all the moisture in the air, it got so cold we were shivering. Have extra blankets and linens too.

13. Camp somewhere near water. The best place has a shallow beach with lots of rocks. This will provide endless entertainment. Someone will have to constantly be in arms’ reach but hey, an occupied kid is a beautiful thing. In August 2016 we camped at Mark Twain Lake in the Ray Behrens area. There was no easy access to the water for littles. The water was visible from our campsite but it did us no good. It was a nice campground but we won’t be going again. At least not until No4 is much older.

14. Bring board games for the older kids. In July the older boys used one of their camping trunks as a table in the extra tent and they sat in there and played Munchkin FOREVER during the rain.

15. Be prepared to throw your little in his car seat and drive in circles to attain that elusive afternoon nap. Especially in the hotter months. Even in cool whether it’s just so hard to get them to settle because they are surrounded by adventure. Maybe you’ll get lucky and they’ll pass out during lunch.

16. Bring lots of tarps. Tarps for shelter from rain or intense sun. Tarps for crawling. Tarps.

17. Sunscreen (preferably with zinc oxide). Bug Spray. (My sister swears sesame oil skin softener keeps mosquitos off her. I have to test this.) First aid kit. For older kids bring some Pepto or Tums. Just in case.

18. Figure out what poison ivy, etc, looks like BEFORE you go.

19. Chill out. Seriously. Dirt won’t hurt. Little boo-boos heal. Clothes will wash. Don’t worry about scheduling crafts and scavenger hunts (although I imagine these things might be fun and helpful. I wouldn’t know. I’m always trying to just survive. If I manage to arrange such fun times I will let you know how it goes.) Kids love being outside. Give them a stick and some dirt and they’re good. Water? They’ll be busy all day.

I’m sure I’ve left some things out but No4 has arisen. I’ll keep posting and updating as we make mistakes and hopefully learn from them.