Happy 4th of July!!!!

Good afternoon everyone! Happy Independence Day!! I hope whatever you have planned for this Patriotic day includes fun, family and friends! And of course, safety!! Y'all remember that even though most accidents start with the words "Hey y'all, watch this!" doesn't mean that you can't be safe with fireworks! 'Round here, it's been raining for two days straight and we have rain in the forecast for the next three days, so they have cancelled any firework events they had planned. However, my hubby and me are going camping up at the lake, so we should have a really fun time trying to set up the tent in the rain and then staying in the tent all weekend looking out at the lake. Maybe we'll get lucky and it will stop long enough to get a little swimming and sunning in.....

I also wanted to give a huge shout out to my friends over at Sweatshoppe Publications. They have made my first two books possible and those guys ROCK! :) 

Speaking of things published, my piece, "Crimson Red" is in Nailpolish Stories Journal this quarter!!!

Check it out here!

Until next time, y'all be good, be safe and remember- NEVER GIVE UP ON YOU!!!!!

Who is this, please?

So I figured it was time y'all got to know me a little better, don't ya think? Yeah, I thought so....
I reckon we'll start with some basics, and if y'all have any questions, please feel free to ask them!

I am terrified of spiders, but snakes don't bother me in the least. I am a huge dog and cat lover, and my husband even accuses me of loving our pets more than him. (No comment. Haha)  I have five tattoos, love the outdoors, Mossy Oak & Realtree Camo, bacon, country music, Southern rock, hikin', fishin', four-wheelin', hangin' with the family and swimmin'. 

I was raised up an only child in Marietta, Kennesaw & Acworth, Georgia. My parents are my heroes. They adopted me when I was eleven months old. They gave me a great childhood, a better life than I would have ever had otherwise. They are both in their eighties now, and live with us. Not because they have to, but because eight years ago, I asked them to. I told them it was time they enjoy their retirement years and let me take care of them for a change. And so it was settled. They sold their house in Kennesaw and moved in. They travel, take it easy, and have fun. We get along great and there is never a dull moment in our house! 

To say I started writing because I was lonely would be an understatement. As an only child, loneliness definitely played a part. But so did dealing with finding out you were adopted at eight years old. That kind of information in a child's head is as useless as telling a mechanic how to make Crème brûlée!  It doesn't make much sense, and it just adds to the confusion of the situation. So I wrote my emotions and everything else down on paper. And kept doing that for years. Most of it was in the form of poems, which recently morphed into a book,  my latest release Rhymes from Darker Times. For the most part, it helped me deal. As I got older, I was grateful to my parents, and still am today. 

That pretty much sums it up. There's much more, but that will be revealed one day in a book!