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Front Porch Time Vol.1

Welcome to my front porch…


…I sit out here as often as I can to write. I love the early morning hours with my cup of coffee, the twitter of the birds and the whisper of the leaves as they dance upon the breeze. It’s a musical melody like none other; new and fresh with each dawn.

I even enjoy the evening hours and watching the day as it comes to a close. Sadly, the mosquitoes enjoy nibbling on my skin as their evening treat. I wonder if my blood tastes like sweet caramel coffee? Perhaps, that’s why they like me so much.

The front porch was my one requirement when we had our home built and I treasure every moment I get to spend on it, minus the bugs. Yet, they are the sacrifice I’m willing to make for the beauty that surrounds me here in the Virginia woods.

Just this morning a doe walked in between my home and my neighbors, crossed the road and jumped into a patchy wooded area. I love watching them. They usually walk up to the back of our property as it meets up to a National Battlefield full of trees, where for the most part I believe they are safe. I think I’ll put a salt lick out there for them, maybe they’ll visit me more often then.

Sometimes there is a woodpecker in the tree before the front porch that comes to visit me, I think I’m going to have to name him as he’s a regular. More often than not there is a squirrel or two playing across the electrical lines and there is a beautiful blue and white bird that comes to visit me from time to time.

There’s a lake nearby, but I do not have a lake view. Once in awhile however, I can see that sun glinting off the water through the trees behind my neighbors brown home. If I were closer or had a lake view, I would also be blessed with watching the swans and geese play. We’ve about 6 swans out here. Rumor is Swans are not very friendly…they sure are beautiful to watch though.

A friend of mine, Rachel, lives not too far away yet, near a different lake. It also has swans. She has named them. If I remember correctly, her favorite is called Brutus. I am going to have to learn more of his story as this intrigues me.

Perhaps you think I’m just rambling this morning and perhaps I am, who knows. Truth is, I haven’t posted in over a week and I thought I share with you the joy my front porch brings me, as I’ve also missed it this past week.

I’d been writing away on my current WIP (work in progress) and I’d been trying to hit that magical 3K word count. It took me an entire weekend to reach it. This drove me crazy as I can easily sit down and write 1-3K letters! My friends and family have always teased me about writing them small books vs letters.

Why was this so difficult for me? As I continued to write I found myself thinking, “this is atrocious” or “I should just start over” and “it sounded so good in my head, what happened!” I reached out to my best friend and a few fellow writers – all encouraged me to press forward. So I did, word by slow little word.

On Sunday, June 25th, I stayed up late continuing my battle and I began to feel a little under the weather. On Monday morning I knew I didn’t feel well. My sinuses had begun draining down my throat causing it to hurt. Yet, I pushed forward. I enjoyed some time on my front porch Tuesday – it was a beautiful day and then at 3:20 p.m. and 4, 235 words, I checked out.

I had finally made it to the scene I’d been dying to write from the moment the idea entered my mind. From this point I expected it to feel as if someone had just turned on the water faucet. Instead, it felt like the drain had been clogged. I was tired, my throat hurt, my head pounded and all I wanted to do was sleep. I continued to think about my WIP, continued to have ideas for it and wrote them in the notes of my phone, but I did not open the document.

I found myself opening a new book…and as I read I began to wonder if I was hiding out from my own work. No, I didn’t feel good. I still don’t, but I was reading – so obviously I could write something, right? I continued to examine this holding area I found myself in, wondering if it were my own doing. How come the words were not flowing freely…

I know the story. I know where it’s going and how to get it there. So what happened? What was holding me back? I think I’ve finally come up with the answer. A thousand words before I checked out I wrote this line:

Grandma had said, “take God with you”

It is not the first mention of God in my WIP, but it is significant. You see, I believe that when we are doing something that brings us closer to God, Satan gets very jealous. If he wears panties they’re probably very twisted about now. Satan doesn’t want us in a relationship with the Lord and so when we draw closer to God, Satan clogs the drain.

………………………………………………………………………………………………….AKA a sinus infection.

I also realized it wasn’t just Satan clogging the drain. It was me. Normally, when I sit down to write, be it a letter, story, poem or article; there is something weighing heavily on my heart and it needs released. I need to examine it, pick it apart and put my feelings out there in front of me in a way that makes sense. Or I feel the overwhelming desire to reach out to someone and try with everything I’ve got in me to get them to see what I’m laying before them in order to somehow help them. I let my heart bleed and it is excruciatingly beautiful.

What I mean by that is that while it is painful to open myself up and allow the raw emotions of past experiences to breathe – the end result is generally pretty, like that of a diamond being refined by the fire.

When I wrote the line:

Grandma had said, “take God with you”

I didn’t realize it at first but my heart had begun to leak out onto the page. By word 4,235 – I knew my intuition was beginning to take over. I could feel it. This time it scared me, because this time I won’t be the only one or second one reading it. It will be public.

I got sick. I escaped into a few good books by Danni Roan (The Cattleman’s Daughters) and to my surprise God continued to be there prodding and pushing me back to my own work. I jotted down little notes, I took naps and I read books. I lost my voice and energy, but continued to take little baby steps that would pave the way forward. I am still recovering, my voice is rough, quiet and my head a bit foggy. I will most likely take a nap again today and read a little more, but I am ready to type again.

I will allow intuition to flow through my fingertips and rest in the assurance of my heavenly Father for without him the story would never see the light of day. As I continue my journey forward I pray for better health and unclogged drains. I also ask that if you are of a praying mind to remember me and the story I’m writing. Perhaps along the wings of your prayers The Scent of Coffee and I will get a little further down the road.

I’ve a very special release date in mind and I’d love nothing more than to make it happen. Thank you for visiting with me on my front porch today. I hope you have a happy and blessed Independence Day.


She Said Coffee

Hey y’all! I’m still kicking around over here, been a bit distracted with a work in progress. I’ve been having so much fun writing this week. Sometimes, I just have a good week where the ideas and words flow from me like rain down a tin roof.

Union was getting a little to serious for me, so I had to take a step away from her and write something fun. I’ve been working on a cute, feisty little Christmas story. I can not wait to share it with you!

Just today, I purchased my first ever book cover! It’s for another book, but when I saw the image I knew it was perfect! I couldn’t let it slip away from me. That led to some talk with the Author/Artist Josephine Blake over at Covers and Cupcakes about the cover design I have in my head for this little Christmas story. Josephine says, “That’s very specific” – I do have a picture in my head for it. How to create it on a cover, I’ve no idea. I would love to learn, but right now I need to finish the story and Josephine has been designing a bit. Work smarter, not harder – correct?

I’ve read a few books I need to write reviews for and then I need to get back to writing my story while it is quiet in my house. The groceries were purchased yesterday and today is my day home to write, so I really need to get to it.

Recently, I have read: Java Break, Java Muse, The Housekeeper’s Proposal, Novel Notes, Anxious in Atlanta and Flyboy’s Fancy.

Now, if you know me, you know I hate to leave a bad review and it doesn’t matter if I know you or not. I’ve connected with a lot of Authors on Social Media – a few I even consider friends. I write reviews for everyone and do my very best not to spoil the story/information or say anything bad.

With that said, if you are an aspiring Author/Writer, my recommendation is not to purchase Novel Notes. It will most likely be a waste of your time. I flipped through it in under 5 minutes. It was a lot of blank pages with a subject written across the top. I’ll just leave it at that.

I will be writing up my review for The Housekeeper’s Proposal later this week, as I do not believe it is yet released. I was proofreading it for author Barb Goss. She has a great little Facebook group called, Sweet Wild West Reads. It is a pretty active group and from time to time you’ll find an Author seeking some proof readers, beta readers or street team requests. You’ll also find new things to read, contests and games.

Today, we are going to review Java Break by Lynn Donovan & Java Muse by George McVey. Y’all know George by now, right? By now you should!

If you read my previous post, When It Hits, you already know most of my thoughts on Java Muse – that book impacted me pretty strongly.

However, Lynn Donovan is a new Author to me – so let’s write her review in my normal fashion.

Dear Lynn,

First off I think Charlie is behind the messages and I find I am intrigued most by him. I hope even if he is behind the messages that he still gets hit by Cupid.

The book was cute and enjoyable to read. I did feel that things progressed rather quickly with the characters intimately, but I still enjoyed the book.

The Java Cupid must really be something because as I was working on my own manuscript one of my character’s was reading about him!

So thank you for inspiring ideas in my own mind and delivering a sweet little story around my favorite thing: Coffee! I am looking forward to reading the rest of this multi-author series and I’m glad you thought of creating it!

Be Blessed as you Progress!

I could write a letter to George again, but I think he already knows how I feel about Java Muse and most of you should too. I love the books by George and I’m sure you’ll be reading more about him later as he has several books coming out this year and I WILL be reading them.

I hope you will return for my reviews of Flyboy’s Fancy, Anxious in Atlanta and The Housekeeper’s Proposal, which I will have up over the next few days. However, if you are looking for something to read – go ahead and read them! You’ll enjoy them.

I’m off to mine some words now…my hot headed little Character is up to no good at the moment and someone needs to straighten her out. We’ll talk again soon!


Support Builds Friendships

In many of the books I read the women are helping each other with chores and whatever else. The thought of “we’ll get it done quicker, together” ever present. I believe having someone to help you complete a task also makes it more enjoyable, it gives you someone to talk to and laugh with. This support builds friendships.

I think that even in today’s world this is true. No, we’re not out helping one another with the laundry or the cooking, but there are things we do that help each other. Let me give you some examples:

  1. Your good friend is $100 shy of earning an all expenses paid vacation -so you rally together with others and order some make up from her to make it happen.
  2. A family member is going through a medical issue and has set up a GoFund me account – you spread the word.
  3. Someone you know has lost someone they love and a pray chain has begun, you join in.
  4. A community member lost their home and belongings in a fire – you rally together to be sure they have clothing and food and such.
  5. A friend of yours has started a new business and needs help getting it out there, again you spread the word.

See what I mean? We may not be gathering together doing laundry or cooking, but the work of many hands is still at play. I’m sure you’ve heard “word of mouth” is the best advertising you can get, right? I believe the “many hands” and “word of mouth” go hand in hand. They are companions. Like a right leg and a left leg – they support you, hold you up and keep you from failure.

This brings to mind Ecclesiastes chapter 4: Oppression, Toil and Friendlessness.

Oppression = cruel or unjust treatment.

Toil = work extremely hard.

Friendlessness = right leg and left leg are missing, you’ve no support.

We all know we live in a very cruel world. Don’t believe me turn on the news. I hate watching the news or listening to it on the radio. Rarely is there a HEA (happy ever after). Some of it will down right scare you to death. Just this week we had an active shooter not 5 miles from my home! I know I needed to be aware, but my goodness!

People are always going to say and do mean things and for that reason we need a tough skin, but even that doesn’t prevent the damage.

This is a lie and if you believe it you will be greatly hurt. Yes, sticks and stones may very well break your bones, but words are sharper than the sharpest knife. They have more power than you can imagine or perhaps you’ve already learned that life lesson.

People say, “Oh just let it roll of your shoulders” and you try. Then late at night, when you’re all alone those hurtful words replay through your mind like a bad dream stuck on repeat. You tried to protect it, but your heart has taken a painful hit.

You feel as if you have no friends or that the ones you do have don’t really care because they’re telling you to “shake it off“. Ostracized and sad. It’s easy to feel that way when you’ve taken a painful hit. It doesn’t matter your vocation in life, you can be a housewife, a business owner or a millionaire – those painful hits are gonna happen. Which is why we need supporters. We all need friends to help us through the oppression upon our toil.

I know it gets annoying when people ask you to like their Facebook page or add you to a group without your permission. Let me just say, I will never add you to a group without permission, I myself cannot stand that. I will however, invite you to like a page from time to time or share someones page with you. The reason for that is I enjoy supporting my friends as they toil through life. Thankfully, Facebook does give you the option to accept the invite or not. Truthfully, few people realize they have even been invited to like a  Facebook page.

Just this week my youngest sister was asking me about my mountain of journals. I thought she was aware that I am finally putting my brave face on and getting my writing out to the public. I thought I’d told her about it. I did invite her to like my Facebook page months ago. She had no idea or she would have been supporting me.

For a little research, if you are reading this and willing open Facebook on your computer. On the left hand side, scroll down until you see Pages. Click that. It will show you:

  1. Top Suggestions (based on pages you’ve liked)
  2. Invites (this is where you find your friends that are asking for your support)
  3. Liked Pages (ones you’ve liked – you can edit those there as you need to)

I don’t believe you can view this from your phone. I’ve looked and not found it, anyway. Every time I open Pages on my computer I find several invites. Today, there are 7. Now, do I accept every invite? No. However, I do accept those that truly apply to me, like say fellow Authors, writing pages, and coffee pages. We all know how I love coffee.

Now, if you did as I asked – then if you don’t mind leave a comment with the number of invites you had. Did you even know they were there? Makes it kinda hard to support your friends and family if you miss the invitation.

Why am I writing about this? If you’ve visited my website before or my Facebook page, you know that I try my very best to support my fellow Authors. I do this in several ways:

  1. Amazon Review
  2. Goodreads Review
  3. Share via Facebook, Twitter and Pinterest
  4. Review their book on my website
  5. Thunderclap (just learned about this)
  6. Voting – sometimes their cover or book is up for an award
  7. Connect with the Author by tagging them and hash tagging their name and book
  8. Bookbub, BookCave, Instafreebies, Inspired Reads, Pixel of Ink, Kindle Unlimited and E-Discovery.

There is so much you can do to support causes, people and things that are important to you. So many ways you can make them feel less lonely. I’ve read some really nasty reviews out there and I know most Authors avoid reading them because they hurt. I believe people just need to quit their belly achin’ and stop being ugly. I’m positive their Momma’s raised them better.

So why am I telling you about all this?

I want you to understand why you will see this kind of activity from me. Why I write the reviews, share and help promote the way I do. Writing is a solitary adventure. The story that you have within you can only be written by you. That can be lonely and scary and perhaps you find yourself wondering if you’re even doing it right. Connecting with other Writer’s and Author’s makes it a more enjoyable adventure, you have friends of a like mind. In other words, you have found your tribe. Shouldn’t you support that tribe the best way you know how? That’s what I’m doing and someday I hope they’ll return the favor.

It is also, my hope that my kind words will find them and brighten their day from time to time in an attempt to drown out some of the oppression from their toil. Nobody wants to live in a friendless world.

Be Blessed as you Progress.  

If you would like to follow me in my journey you may find me in these locations.

  1. Facebook
  2. Twitter
  3. Instagram
  4. Website
  5. Pinterest