This was a very exciting week. As some of you know, I decided to publish a book in the year 2000 and made a goal of 100 rejection letters because Dr. Seuss got 43 for his first story. To date I am at 32 rejections for various manuscripts. Then on January 1, 2016 I started a weekly blog which gave me a reason to write consistently and I turned the first year of that blog into a book entitled The Treasure You Seek. Continue reading
My mom grew up in a tiny village in County Mayo, Ireland on a farm with no running water or telephone. They milked the cows, churned the butter, cut the turf from the bog to burn for heat, and fed the chickens who gave them eggs. They didn’t have a lot of money but they had a dictionary and lots of love. My grandma valued education although she didn’t get the chance herself, and she rode her bike six miles to a convent school in another town to register my mom to attend classes there after she graduated from the local school house. My mom’s brothers sent money home while working in England for my mom to go to that school. I am in awe of my grandma for knowing to do this and for making it happen. Continue reading
There’s an advertising agency that I drive by multiple times a day as I cart the kids to and from school. Because I’m a freelance writer, it’s the kind of place where I might be able to get some work. I’ve often thought about contacting them, but never got around to it.
Then yesterday, I decided to leave my comfort zone and take action. I dropped the kids off in the Kiss ‘n Ride, changed into a dressier coat and boots, and parked in front of the agency. Continue reading