My funny Valentine

Stay little Valentine, stay…

Valentine’s Day has never, historically, been a favorite holiday of mine, thanks to unrequited loves and apathetic boyfriends in my younger years. But that changed when I was in my early 20s and decided to go to the SPCA and rescue a kitty on Valentine’s Day. I adopted my tortoiseshell calico cat, Caledonia (Callie for short), who has been my hell-raising Valentine ever since. She’s getting on in years, which is hard because I know we have limited time left together. But she’s still as spunky and chatty as ever, and I hope she stays that way. We just lost one of our other kitties (Crow T. Robotcat, the sweetest but dumbest cat to ever grace the Earth) last month, and I cannot fathom losing my first baby. I hope she’s my Valentine for a good while longer.

My other Valentine is my sweet, wonderful Mr. Fox, who really brings to mind the lyric, “each day is Valentine’s Day.” We don’t typically make a huge deal out of Valentine’s Day, since it’s sandwiched in between our the anniversary of our first date (January 1), my birthday, and our wedding anniversary (March 10). But we try to at least spend time together and have a nice date, which is super important since we’re both extremely busy. I don’t really know what I would do without that man—he is so supportive of my writing career and all my dreams in general. He is the type that romances me a little every day, in the most caring of ways. I am a big gesture romantic at heart, but it did me good to land a guy who infuses love into every small thing that he does for me. I appreciate so much more now that I understand that, and try to do it as much as I can in return.

On the writing front, this was a crazy week. Being back from sickness meant I had catching up to do at the day job, and this is our busy season. But I love what I do so much and feel extremely lucky to have the position I hold. My freelance writing is picking up too, with a plethora of jobs on the horizon over the next two weeks. That means that every word I can squeeze out on my fiction projects is doubly precious, and I may not be doing a lot of sleeping in the coming days. Today I am spending much of my Valentine’s Day on my WIP trying to reach The End. I hate being behind and I am so close that I can almost taste it. (The End tastes like chocolate and champagne, in case you were wondering.)

My goals for the next week:

  • Finish my WIP — yeah, this will be a goal until I get the damn thing done!!
  • Schedule my social media more so that I’m not as tempted to be a chatterbox. The struggle is real.
  • Get into a good schedule for my days. I’d like to attempt getting up early to write, even though I’m about as far removed from a morning person as can possibly be.

Happy Valentine’s Day, my loves


What do you do when you just can’t write?

The last week has been kind of a nightmare of Groundhog Day proportions for me. I’ve been too sick to write, even though I’ve got so much that I need to accomplish.

Last Monday, I started feeling unwell, but chalked it up to the crazy Texas weather changing on me. Then Tuesday I was super congested, and I chalked it up to allergies…right until the allergy meds didn’t work. I had to face facts—two weeks after I had gone to the doctor, I was sick AGAIN. Actually, I was sick STILL.

I went to an ENT on Thursday and she suspects that I have had the same sinus infection for months. I’ve been sick five times in the last eight months, four of those bouts since October. She gave me heavy antibiotics and a steroid. The antibiotics gave me an extremely bad reaction, so now I’m achy in all my joints to boot and I have to go back to the doctor again. I’ve felt terrible for a week and am just now feeling human, right when I needed to be on top of my writer game.

How frustrating is it when we as writers can’t do our jobs properly? I even ended up taking two sick days from the day job because I could barely concentrate, feeling like someone had beat me in the face with a shovel and all. I had so many goals for last week and didn’t make a single one of them.

But I think it’s really important to keep your spirits up even when it seems that everything is getting in the way of making your goals as a writer. It’s so easy to tear yourself down, convince yourself you can’t do it, decide that it doesn’t even matter and you might as well not even bother anymore. I should know, I’ve said it to myself countless times before.

Even though I could barely function this week, I still tried to do a little marketing planning or research when I could stand to look at a screen. I thought about my books a lot and what I was doing next, where I wanted to go. I did some social media planning and image downloading to get myself prepped for promotions and engagement. I did everything I could to keep my eyes on the prize even though there was no way I’d be able to write.

And now that I’m feeling at least somewhat better, I’m ready to jump back in. I might be tired and run down, but I can fight around that well enough this next week to try and make up for lost time. Fingers crossed I don’t have another relapse before the docs can figure out a cocktail of medicine to get me well…don’t they know I have important geek romance to write? 🙂

This week my goals are pretty simple:

  • Get as close to finishing Girlfriend as possible
  • Start my habit of scheduling social media (I got all the tools in place tonight!)
  • Work on my marketing plans at least a little bit