Inspiration just hit my brain so hard, I had to hurry to finish the paperwork for my day job so I could write down my brain’s new baby before I forgot everything. I just spent the last half hour, typing on my phone, the notes for a new story. I can’t wait to get this one started!

A great day for writing!

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2018…You suck

This year has not started out so great. My hopes were high for things to go good. In the first week, something bad happened and I knew it was going downhill from there.

Our dog, Baer, of almost twelve years old, went through his third surgery procedure to get a tumor removed again. His first night home wasn’t great and we had to rush him back to the vet the next morning. He started showing signs of doggie dementia, but after three weeks he was starting to come out of it.

Then, out of nowhere, last Thursday he gets real sick. He wasn’t eating and refused his snacks which was not like him at all. I begged him to pull through and be there Friday morning when I woke up and the stubborn dog didn’t listen. He passed in his sleep early Friday morning.

I’ve dealt with losing a pet before, but something about losing Baer was worse. He was my big baby. I looked forward to going home to see his goofy face and take care of him. It’s weird not waking up in the middle of the night to his raspy, maniacal breathing that told us he needed to go potty.

We’ll get another pup at some point in the future, but getting over Baer will take some time. He was a great dog. As my husband puts it, Baer was the best worst dog on the planet. We’ll love and miss him until the end of time, but I know he’s up there in doggie heaven rolling around in mounds of dog treats and toys.

Ahhh…Winter

We got a bit of a snowstorm over the weekend. The roads are slick and the temperature is close to zero. About two inches fell, but the snow drifts are deeper.

I remember as a kid how much I loved going out in the snow to play. We’d go sledding and have snowball fights and build snowmen. We attempted to build an igloo one year and it failed miserably. I could say I miss the days when I enjoyed this weather, but it would be a lie.

I don’t know what happened between my childhood years and adulthood to make me hate the cold weather and snow as much as I do. I find myself yearning for longer days and warmer nights. I can’t wait to go outside and not worry about freezing or dressing in a million layers to keep warm. 

Spring will come soon. The grass will be green again. The seasons will go through their changes and in a year from now I’ll complain about the same cold and the same snow. It’s a never ending cycle, doomed to repeat itself until the end of time.

Joy to the Holidays!

I hope everyone had a great Christmas or Hanukkah or Kwanzaa or just a great holiday season in general. There are too many holiday traditions to count, but I hope it was great all around the board.

I, for one, am kind of glad the holidays are coming to an end. Although I love spending time with family and seeing the delight on my nieces’ and nephews’ faces, the end of the holiday season means it’s that much closer to warmer weather. I’m a summer kind of gal and I am more than ready for this single digit temperature and the snow to disappear.

Here’s to 2018

Well, the year is almost at an end. That means it’s time to start thinking about what’s going to come next for 2018. Other than the fact that we’ll all be writing 2017, scribbling it out to correct it with 2018. I’m among the millions with that problem.

My plan is to go into the new year with my head held high and hope for the best. Not only for myself in my own prospects, but for the country and the world. I hope things go smoothly all over the place. We don’t need a repeat of whatever horrible decisions we’ve made in the past. We need to push forward and make things better.

So, here’s to the holiday season. Here’s to spending time with family, friends, and loved ones. And here’s to a great future for all of us.

One Bad Dream

I had a horrible dream right before my alarm went off. I was at work. I was sitting on my uncomfortable chair, staring at the computer screen and the usual program that’s open. The phone rang and I said my line to the customer. It was a typical day at work–in other words, it was a freaking nightmare.

It’s bad enough that I wake up and go to work Monday through Friday. I try to forget that place exists the moment I clock out at the end of the day. My brain should know by now not to let it pop up in my dreams. I’d rather spend my night visions running from bad guys or fighting for my life against monsters. Not sitting at my boring desk like I already do in a daily basis.

Get with the program, brain! Never let this happen again.

Good Morning!

It’s Monday again. Time for a new week in the bitter cold of almost winter. I’m ready for spring and warm weather already. Who isn’t?

I think I’ve turned into one of those writers who is working on more than one project at a time. I don’t know why, but I keep switching back and forth between three stories. I have three different note books by my keyboard on my desk for each project’s outline and special character traits.

I wish I could focus on just one, but there’s no fun in that!

Here’s To A Great Day!

I’m sitting at work and the phone rings. It happens to be one of my favorite customers calling. He asks if I’m still writing and the answer is “Of course!” Who would I be if I stopped doing what I love? I’d be an insane person trapped inside a pretty wrapper, clawing to get out. It doesn’t sound like much fun in my opinion.

I always beam when talking to people about my books. It’s fun to see their reaction, especially when talking about my zombie and vampire trilogy, The Human Race. It’s even greater when I talk about my current projects or plans for the future. They’re so positive and happy to hear that I’m doing what I love doing and that I’m not going to give up.

No matter where life takes us or what we have to go through, giving up shouldn’t even be on our minds. We should only think about pushing forward.

The Glories of Writing

Good morning world!

I recently went back to an older project I almost forgot about. I wrote it two years ago and set it aside because I didn’t have the perfect ending for it at the time. I’m a little fuzzy about why I never went back to finish it, but I’m actually glad I didn’t. Going back to it now gave me the inspiration to come up with a great ending. I’ll have to change a few things to make it work, but it will all be for the best.

This new/old work in progress is closer to the science-fiction, action side of things–much like most of my projects. We’ll follow an eighteen year old girl as she’s kidnapped, forced to be an experiment in a madman’s demented plans, and it will all lead to an ending that will bring about a series. I obviously can’t give away too much since this one is so fresh.

Also, on a side note, I finally got on Twitter. After all these years, someone talked me into it. I use it solely for my writing and to connect with other authors. Feel free to follow me @TRJustus11 and have a great day!