My debut Novel

My debut Novel
Contemporary Romance

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Learning to Dance

A few months ago we went to a dance program.  The people in this program range for tiny tots to adults.  The auditorium was filled to the brim.  What amazed me is how brave they were.  They danced in sync from Irish dancing to ballet to jazz to stomp.  With every precise step they carried a smile and appeared to be having a wonderful time.  Together they worked as a team.  Only one of them was my child but I couldn't have been more proud or in awe of the whole group.

My son concentrating while doing the stomp 

As I sat through the three hours of performances, I couldn't help but think how I could learn from each and every one of them.  As adults we tend to worry more of what others will think of us.  What status we have in the world.  What others have.  Yet these children had the guts to get up on stage and preform knowing they could fall or miss a step. 

Even my twenty-six year old son was on stage for the stomp version.  He got roped into it because his friend owns the dance studio and when he got married my son wouldn't dance.  At the wedding he didn't have the confidence to preform and basically act goofy in front of the wedding guests.  On this day he performed with a group and did quite well.  He also had a lot of fun.  It took months of training but he put himself out there and survived.  Turns out he doesn’t have two left feet after all if it's the right kind of dance.

If we step out of the box every once in a while, we may have a little fun and learn to let go no matter what anyone else may think of us.  Every once in a while we should celebrate life and leave the worries of not matching up behind.  We my even discover we have a talent for something we didn't know we had.  My son may not be a famous dancer, but he learned he had to try or he'd never know.  What will you do today and in the future to put yourself out there while learning your own dance in life?

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Free Promo Wednesday-Share Your Log Line

The last promo went so well, I'm going to do it again today.  For this one you may post a log line of any of your books.  You can also post one buy link if you so choose. 

Winter Harvest is the first in my Love in Surplus series due out November 21, 2012 with Desert Breeze Publishing.  Here is it's log line.

A surprise kiss shared with Victoria O'Connor awakens Traye Petersen's desire but destroys his honorable intentions to never touch the bosses daughter.

Please leave yours below and be sure to tell everyone to stop by to get some exposure for your books.

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

The Olympics And Discipline

We all have been engrossed in the Olympics these last two weeks.  Amazing athletes and heroes hold our attention for hours.  They give us something or someone to root for.  I think of all the hard work they've done in their lives to get to this point to either be rewarded or disappointed.

I myself love the gymnastics.  The steadiness they used to remain on the beam as they do their jumps. How they circle around the uneven bars, fascinates me.  My favorite is the floor exercise mixing their athletic ability with grace.  Or the speed they must use to do their flips in the air and land steady on their feet. They hold a lot of guts and confidence.  The discipline they obtain to become the best and an Olympic gold winner consumes their whole life. 

We all have to have some discipline in our lives.  The level of discipline depends what is important to us.  Sometimes it'd be easier to let things go.  As writers we have to discipline ourselves with our time using every minute in a productive way.  I work a full-time job that can be a mental drain but I come home and do my second job of writing.  I'm not alone. There are many people out there doing whatever they can for a dream or to just get by.

Watching these Olympians gives me hope our dreams can come true.  They show us what hard work can do for us.  We watch because it gives us something or someone to root for in a world full of turmoil. For a while everything makes sense.

What sport is your favorite in the Olympics?