I Took a Mental Health Day

Yesterday, Sunday the 3rd of November, I decided after I pushed the keys for Nano I dedicated the rest of the day to relaxing the best that I could. I don’t take enough of these. I turned off my cellphone; I turned off the computer and spend the day doing other things. I had some concerned as I will at least use social media in some capacity, but not yesterday.

I’ve had a creative burnout before. I don’t want to go back to that state as I’m just getting back to my roots, so I wanted to relax. I suffer from anxiety, ptsd, and depression so any way and any day I can take to dedicate just to myself I need to. It’s for my health. It’s something everyone should do, giving themselves the attention they deserve and need.


I gave myself the compliment: It’s okay not to work sometimes.

I hope everyone else can give themselves, even if it’s a small break, and tell themselves something nice about themselves. Eventually, you will feel better.

[Blogging Mindset] If You Stand for Nothing, You’ll Fall for Anything — The Art of Blogging

Truth be told, I could sum up this post with a simple sentence: Fight for your ideas! We can get technical, we can list dozens of rules of writing, blogging, curating online content, sharing it on social media, we can talk about properly formatting your blog posts, or writing captivating introductions, but the truth is […]

[Blogging Mindset] If You Stand for Nothing, You’ll Fall for Anything — The Art of Blogging

NaNoWriMo 2019: First Impressions

Beginning this new challenge I was unsure of myself, but as soon as November 1st hit I calmed. I am balancing several things at once. From editing to writing and back. I’ve not become overwhelmed as I’m taking care of my mind and body. It’s helping me greatly.

I am writing in the middle of the night as I’m usually waking up at midnight and up anyway doing work so this is when I’m doing my nano-writing along with writing on other projects. My plan is to write more throughout my day as I handle chores and do the things I need to.

Total Words Written So Far:

  • 3500

This is the project for Nanowrimo I’m working on, check out my profile to see what I’ve got going on over there.


If you take part in NaNoWriMo, good luck from yours truly, but don’t be afraid to add me as a buddy! Let’s support eachother and this month long adventure we’ve both decided to be on! My Profile

How is it going for you? Have you already given up? Are you going strong? Let’s have a conversation!

The Word: What A Book Publicist & Experts Taught Me/How I Was Killing My Own Books

Originally, this blog post began as an essay of what I’ve seen others doing wrong with a different title to help others avoid the mistakes, but when I stopped working on it I realized I had made many of these mistakes myself, even recently! I wanted to step back and start over when I became more educated by some professionals in specific fields of the industry. This mentorship of sorts has enlightened me.

The Word began as a writer’s corner/writer’s stories/advice column of sorts to help others learn from my mistakes, give an outlet to fellow authors, share my knowledge, and try to help fellow poets and writers. One thing I’ve talked about the most is growth and being open-minded enough to learn as much as possible. This means I’m on a journey along with everyone else and I want to share what I’ve learned.


The Problem: Promoting too early

My Mistake: I would drop hints, clues, and teasers to create a buzz, but I would start months ahead of release dates. I wanted to create a buzz. I knew I should. This was poor marketing on my part. Which surprised me, I have written about marketing, but I’m not a publicist nor an expert in this field. Give me a photo and ask me if it’s photoshopped I can usually tell or ask me to write a short story, hold my drink, and watch me pound the keys!

What I’ve Learned to Correct This Problem: Promoting too early is a mistake. Months ahead of time is completely too early. 6 weeks ahead of release is the key number I’ve learned from authors and book publicists.

Promoting too early sucks the life out of the book. Any interest for a book will fade by the time it releases. The most active time is the month of and the months after, the peak time is the day of.

The Problem: Giving Up

My Mistake: Self-doubting myself has always been an issue. It’s led to me wanting to give up completely. I felt like a ‘bad writer’ multiple times and wouldn’t work on manuscripts or would force myself to move forward shakily.

What I’ve Learned to Correct This Problem: NEVER give up! Taking care of yourself isn’t giving up. It’s healing yourself to continue the journey. I know I’m not the only writer in the world with worries, concerns, and the ‘bad doubt demons’ whispering. I used to write every day, but over time I stopped doing this.

I’m changing my course and getting back to the good ol’ spooky writer that I am, as I never left just got lost in the mist. I will also say one nice thing about myself every day to pump myself up.

Today’s Self Compliment: I’ve survived so much, I can survive today too.

The Problem: Self-care

My Mistake: Not taking care of myself better. I’ve talked about being creatively burned out before (Read: The Dark side of being ‘Creative on Demand’). I’ve talked about it in interviews. I wasn’t taking care of myself or well enough which ultimately snuffed out my candle. It’s burning the candle at both ends, eventually it’ll met in the middle and be over.

What I’ve Learned to Correct This Problem: The solution was more self-care. Taking a break more than for a little amount of time. Stepping away from projects I’m working on and declining the ones I don’t want to do. I’m no good to anyone if I’m a mess. Never burn the candle at both ends again.

The Problem: Communication

My Mistake: Not communicating enough was a problem I didn’t realize I had. I replied to people, but never really dug deep into things. I never really commented in communities. I’m very aware of my own introverted nature. I don’t enjoy being on camera, don’t like my picture taken, and if you’ve followed me on Facebook, you’ll see even in a recently found older picture of myself I wasn’t happy about it.

What I’ve Learned to Correct This Problem: Though I would join communities around the net, but mainly to watch, but this year has grown to be a full-blown change. I’ve been responding to comments on other website during the Silver Daggers Book Tour, here on WordPress, and more throughout my social media.

A Mini-Event: On Facebook

This is a ‘mini event’ going on my Facebook page. The goal is to hit 1,000 likes. That’s it. What’s even easier is before it began I was already at over 600 likes.

I’m over 720 likes, as of the posting of this, so we’re almost there!

What happens when we hit 1,000 likes on the page? I will be going live! I will tune into the page to greet and answer questions, perhaps even doing some reveals, showing my world a little more to you! Seeing as I’m notoriously quiet about my personal life this will be a window a world that will be rarely seen.

Head over to the Facebook page and give it a like! What do you got to lose? Seems you got so much to gain!

Head over now.

Last Chance: Southern Fried Autopsies Will Be Gone Forever!

With the closing of Burning Willow Press (Read: Goodnight Sweet Burning Prince) that didn’t just mean I had to find a new home for my work published through them it also meant I had to make some hard choices.

I’m free to continue doing this anthology. I can continue forward, if I wanted with the SFA brand and create new editions. There was even a conversation between myself and Edd Sowder from BWP about what to do about this project. Ultimately, I chose not to move forward with it anymore and lay it to rest.

With books being removed over the weeks, November 1st marked the last day with all the remaining books to be gone from the shelves until they found new homes. Southern Fried Autopsies isn’t one of them as it’s not going to be re-uploaded anywhere. If you see this after the date, it’s stolen/pirated and it should be reported. I, nor anyone from Burning Willow Press, or anyone that was involved in its creation will republish it.

With all of that said. You can grab paperback and digital copies from Amazon, if you have Kindle Unlimited it’s free.

A Spooky Story Time: My Last 90s Kid Halloweens

The 1990s were good to me mostly, despite the difficulties I can, now, reflect on the good times. I didn’t see them nor appreciate them as much when I was living them, but that’s what being an adult does to you. Hindsight and all that. Since it’s Halloween, I want to share a slice of my life from the last Halloween I ever trick-or-treated on.

I was living in a town called Belmond, Iowa. I’ve grown to miss this town, loved this place then and love this place now. Before two more moves, I had my last trick or treating. We had no money for a costume, but a small white and black oil make up kit was given to me. I was to ‘come up with something on my own’ and that’s just what I did.

I found all the black clothing I could and transformed myself into a vampire. Sadly, it rained horribly that day, but that wasn’t going to stop me from grabbing them, sweets. I was determined and set out with an old Halloween bucket I had saved. I didn’t want to go far just in case it began raining again. In the beginning, all seemed fine, but somewhere after the third house I began getting the comments I was too old to be trick-or-treating (I was maybe 4th or 5th grade). I also began finally realizing there weren’t any other kids trick or treating.

That last bit didn’t bother me, I figured I’d get more candy without everyone else doing the rounds. It was at hour four that the sweetest lady came to the door. She asked me if I was a clown. I remember telling her no, that I was a vampire. She just nodded and gave me the candy as she asked if I was walking around alone. I told her yes. She told me to stay safe, and I thanked her as I left.

I kept thinking about her thinking I was a clown. I had worked hard but guess I just didn’t appear to be what I had thought in my mind I was. This greatly bummed me out, it’s probably why I still remember this so much so many years later. I went home to my mother asking if I’d ‘made good’ and I told her a little.

That was the last time I went trick or treating. I attended a party on Halloween when I was in 6th grade. My father’s job had a Halloween party. He dressed as a ‘naughty nurse’ called Mrs. Bottoms-Up. During the day, for his job, he dressed as a hobo. He worked hard on his outfits using what we had around the house. Him dressing up like this was the first and last time I ever saw him get in the holiday’s spirit. It’s one of my favorite memories of him when I look back upon him fondly. He won ‘sexiest costume’ that night. My mother still to this day does not understand how he got the socks for his costume’s boobs in her bra while it was on backward. He was the heaviest topped lady I’d ever seen!

I would share pictures here, but the one of him as the nurse and the hobo got lost over the years. I really wish I had them to show my son who loved his Pawpaw with such innocence and purity. My husband is much like this, dressing up wildly for laughs and smiles. It’s one aspect of his personality I love the much-when he’s not the grumpy old man.

Years later, I dressed up in 8th or 9th grade as a ‘prep that got beat up’, but I just rode around with a friend of mine (who I’m still friends with) while her younger siblings’ trick-or-treated.

As a parent for the however many years, (this is where I said a number of years originally, but my son protested so I changed it) my Halloween transformed, and I gained new happy memories of taking him around trick or treating. Today, a new event will be happening. A Halloween party my son is ‘hosting’ (which means I do all the work and he has all the fun. What kind of conman type of stuff is this? 😉 lol)


What was your last Halloween trick or treating like? Let’s talk about it. 🙂 Leave a comment and lets start a conversation.

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