Boston Marathon Tragedy

My thoughts and prayers go out to everyone who was there, and who had loved ones there. I can’t imagine what it must feel like, not knowing if your loved ones are safe. I hope that everyone will take a moment to pray for everyone affected, and keep them in your thoughts.

As Americans, we must all stick together and support each other through these trying times. Β It is heartbreaking to have so many innocent people injured in an event that had nothing to do with them. The war on terror is happening right here at home, and we all have to stand together.

Gone are the days when we could go to concerts, festivals, or anywhere else and not think about what might happen. At least it has for me. I worry every time I send my children off to school, I worry when I go to sleep at night, and I worry when we go out. And that’s not to say that I’m some nutcase worry wart and this has taken over my life, because it certainly hasn’t. But if the kids are late getting home, or I hear a lot of sirens at night, or some guy seems nervous and twitchy in a public place? Yeah, it crosses my mind.

This is an epidemic affecting all of us, and while I am the first to admit I really have no idea what to do about it or how to fix it, I wish someone could give me a reassurance I could hold onto. I wish our government would come up with a plan that I could really stand behind, because so far they haven’t.

I won’t turn this into a tirade about gun laws, the national debt, or immigration, because those opinions are my own and don’t have any place here. I just miss the days when kids were able to play outside and our parents didn’t run out the door every time someone pulled over to take a call on their cellphone. When adults didn’t run into schools and mass murder innocent children. When people in the Boston Marathon just ran, and didn’t have to worry about their career, or their life, ending on the finish line.

I am so sorry for the losses that we all, as a country, lost today, and I hope someone stands up and finds us some real solutions so we won’t lose any more.

This is in no way meant to be any type of political statement, but I could not keep my usual blog schedule with this tragedy occurring today. I hope you can join me in my prayers for everyone affected, and I will try to resume my normal schedule tomorrow.

Inspiration?

I have a question, a fairly simple one I think.

Where do you get your inspiration for the stories you write? Do they just pop into your head? Do you see something happen on TV or in a store and think, what if it happened this way?

I’ve always been a story writer. When I was little I would make up stories about where people were going and what was going to happen to them. People that passed in front of my house, people I saw out the window when I was in the car. It just happens. I liked to write them down, though until recently they weren’t fit for consumption, lol.

Now I find myself in a predicament where it continues to happen and I can’t keep up. I write approx. five hours a day, about six thousand words per day (except for when I’m editing) and the list in my head just keeps getting longer. After I finish the trilogy I’m currently working on I have another trilogy planned, then a paranormal romance, and a Christmas romance, and they just keep coming. This morning came with another one.

And they’re not just ideas. They’re complete. Characters, plot, everything. I’m starting to think I’m losing my mind – and I like it. It’s a lot of work and frustrating at times, but it’s so much fun!

So I am curious if anyone else is losing their mind like me, or if I’m all alone out here in crazyland? I would love to know what gets all of you working. Do you lose stories that were great when you thought of them, but you couldn’t get to them before they were replaced? Do you write them down so you won’t lose them? Where do the ideas come from? Do you even know where they come from?

All Work and No Play….

Makes TL a tragically boring person. Nah, not really.

At the moment I’m trying to set up all these sites before I release my first book, Courage, later this month. I admit I’m kicking myself a bit for not doing it sooner, but I’m not a social butterfly kind of girl. I’m more of the girl that locks herself in her office with her laptop and forgets what time it is, that I need to eat to live, and oh yeah, my kid has a concert tonight. Oops.

He really doesn’t, but sadly that’s actually happened more than once.

I find that I’ve spent so much time locked in the world of my characters, Alex and Chance, I’m having a hard time remembering how to talk to REAL LIVE people. I’m hoping it’s a lot like riding a bike. I’d like it to be the one where I just remember how to ride, but I’m afraid it’s going to be more like falling off, smacking my head on the pavement, and being shamed into getting back on.

If anyone would like to join me, I’ll be very glad of the company. Just maybe you could try not to laugh too hard at my bumps and bruises along the way? Or laugh anyway. Whatever. I can take it πŸ˜‰

Here’s hoping I don’t get too many concussions!

Welcome!

I’m so looking forward to this being a fun place in the near future. Right this moment, I’m just typing to get the “Nothing Found” notification off the front page. I hope in the future there will be actual people reading this and it won’t feel so lonely. Heh. πŸ˜‰

Happy Easter! Hope everyone ate way too much ham and deviled eggs (my misery loves company).