Spring into Inspiration

Dear readers,

It’s my favorite time of year. When the urge to spring clean consumes me, and early morning birds have come home to sing in the trees. It’s that time for refreshing, being grateful, and learning how to improve. Did I mention, it’s almost time for lilacs to bloom?!

It’s that familiar scent swirling around in the wind outside. Where cheerfully, I open the doors and welcome it in. Excitedly, gray-lilac I paint my toes, and rip off that heavy, extra blanket under the comforter. The sun, with its rise in appearance, unhurriedly, yet almost immediately melts away the leftover snow. Dripping of water droplets splash in puddles underneath cars and roofs and the stillness of gray clouds teases me in hopes for rain. Spring is coming!

My body springs into inspiration. It’s been two years since my blog has been created, but many years I’ve been writing. Two years ago, I was finishing up my senior year in college. I completed my major and was taking writing classes because it’s something I highly enjoy doing. It was then I created my blog and wrote my novel, The Fourth Charm, publishing it in April. And recently, republishing it again. Spring is that time of year that inspires me to write. I’m not sure if it’s the hope of warmer weather coming, or just knowing that something new is in the air. Maybe it’s that John Keats style of writing that I melt for. I live for that flowery description stuff. I could live forever in a moment, describing, writing, how it feels, what it looks like, really breathe in my surroundings.

Writing nourishes my soul. It allows me to breath. I’ve learned to constantly improve on my writing by never stopping. I wrote a book very young, and yes, it may never be read by millions, or even a couple thousand, but it gives myself hope. For me. It’s for me that I write. To inspire myself to improve and live happily. I no longer write for a professor, or grade. I no longer need to follow the rules. I begin my sentences with a preposition sometimes, and may not always use a comma. I write how I would speak at times, and that’s okay. That’s what makes us different, it gives us a voice. It gives me a voice.

With spring in the air, and my second novel 75% complete, I’m welcoming in a beautiful spring and all its inspiration floating at the wings. It’s time to write poems again, and capture the fresh blooms, and share my inspirational journey with you. A romance is swirling around my rose-colored world, and I’m excited, to new beginnings.


What Are You Reading This Valentine’s Day?

In order to write, one has to learn how to read. If one wants to write romance, then one must read romance, or some would argue one must experience to know. I read not only to learn the skill of writing but also, I enjoy going into another world my mind creates from words on antique paper. Books take me on a journey. Not only to where the author has gone, but also to where I want to go next. I ask myself, what do I really like about this book? How can I combine these likes into my own writing? If you are a writer, you may experience this outlook for guidance. We look to our history to know where we want to go. It brings new ideas and prevents the bad ones from repeating themselves…even in writing.

I look back further to John Keats and wonder what so many saw in his work. I personally can easily pick out what I love about this Romantic’s work, but what interests me most is what I can take away from his poems of love for Nature and women. I can carry it with me throughout all my writing. I too love Nature and romance. I have discovered my writing style to be descriptive, I love describing things of Nature…who knew!

So as a writer, what am I reading leading up to Valentine’s Day? It may surprise many of you, but I have paired my typical “Sweet Surprise Collection” with…wait for it…Fifty Shades of Grey.

What? Some of you might be thinking, oh it’s terrible writing, while others might think, been there done that. Whether we like it or not, it is soon to be a major motion film…when? Valentine’s Day! As a writer, I ask myself this…if so many say the writing is horrible, why is it a number one seller? There must be something good in the writing besides sex…right? Or, does sex sell?

So far, I’ve discovered a love story flaming to begin. The writing is a distraction at times when a mistake is so easily noticed, but I find myself forgiving the author based solely on how intrigued I’ve become with Mr. Grey and Miss Anastasia Steele. The love story is fascinating as of now. I am almost done with the first novel, and I’ll see to reading the second and third.

Why read such a novel? One reason…the people like it! Heck, I like it! Sometimes in writing it’s not about perfecting grammar and all that comes with it. You have to intrigue your audience. Fifty Shades of Grey is doing just that. Romance writing has many twists and turns, and learning what people like is a huge help. Am I excited to see the movie? Oh, yes. Well, I’m off to romance land in both my reading and writing…enjoyment and work.


Explosions…a song of harmony.

I sat for four minutes and four seconds. Eyes closed, emotions drained. I let the all too familiar song rush through my ears, inviting and leaving them vulnerable to the sweet harmony. Explosions. The song responsible for my turning point. I played it on repeat one too many times. Felt the pain in the singer’s voice a time or two.11357557_1445035605804877_350872371_n1

A familiar song, my song, so dangerously takes me back to the time when I was strong. To the time when I wrote without a care. To the time when I wrote- Now, unheard thoughts rush through my mind, demanding “what if you don’t” and find myself conforming to the world like an envelope sealed and sent to only the receiver. I simply won’t have it anymore.

A strong woman I once was. A heart filled with empathy and hopeful possibilities of “what if you do” and a pocket filled with Grandma’s sunshine. The real world may change me, but not my wild heart and natural born tenderness. I do not give in as easily. Are there others like me? Who still believe in possibilities? Who believe in that one true love. I believe there are others. Others that are creative enough to follow their own journey. Others who consume the knowledge and admit their pleasures.

Four minutes and four seconds led me to the fourth charm. This idea that there are usually only three charms to every bracelet, but there’s always that fourth charm. It’s imaginary you might say. A child-like thought like fairy dust at the window when the Tooth fairy visits. The fourth charm is that intuition. That voice inside every one exploding with truth. That’s why the title of my first novel is The Fourth Charm. Not only does it fit in perfectly with the story line, but perhaps it also reveals my thoughts, reveals what I truly want to explore. Those four minutes and four seconds explode all the pain, the pleasures and the journey of life. Explosions reminds me to balance my life in perfect harmony. It reminds me to stay strong and to keep writing on…

Writing Moments and Living them…


I’ve learned to create this turtle shell around me, a protection to keep the ambition flowing through my veins like caffeine from fresh morning coffee. A protection that allows my hands to write freely, and my mind to love my thoughts unconditionally. Writing comes naturally like the beating in my heart. It tells a story in between each beat, and although I may not always listen to my own beat, it does have a rhythm that I can feel flow through me. It’s called optimism.

Writing is essential to my soul. It feeds from inspiration and beautiful things in this life. When I’m finished, I get a series of wonderment and consider what’s next. Underneath, however, there is always this sentimental piece that holds dear to my heart, a spark that makes me feel alive. I may not live forever, but my words written will speak forever.

I am a guilty descriptive writer. Being a descriptive writer does not make your ability to write scenes with more/better description, but rather shows how well you can appreciate a moment. A moment is sometimes all that’s left to hold onto. Such as the story of my Grandma’s loss love. With my first novel, The Fourth Charm, readers have said they can actually taste the red velvet cupcakes Emma Heartwood bakes. It’s all about moments, and why those moments are so precious in life. With this next novel, moments are everything. Moments go beyond just that of written words. Moments, if living in perfect harmony, are even better off the page.

Off now to a week-long vacation. As a special treat to my readers, The Fourth Charm is now FREE in the Kindle version! Enjoy!

Much love,