Back Again


Writing has been nonexistent. Reading has been about magazines and nothing about books. The last I checked, my WIPs has a time stamp of June on them, saved on my laptop. I’d like to say the past three months offline has been peaceful, restful. But they haven’t been. There was self-destruction, indecision, and a desire to lead a different life. The passion and obsession to write waned until the burning flames faded to a flicker. I needed a lifeline.


The lifeline came in the form of someone who knows me well. A man who’d spent half his life with me. He understands my frailties. Even forgave my moments of weakness. He loves me unconditionally while others focused on my faults. He held me as I cried while others turned their backs on me.


Such love doesn’t just exist in romance books. Unconditional love, fortitude, belief in a person’s goodness though they’d done hurtful things, and second chances occur in real life too. The past can’t be changed. What’s done is done. The future can and will be better.

My words seem encrypted. They are. I have to keep that part of my life private. I wrote this post with one intention. Never forget or take advantage of those who shape your life for the better. Keep them near. Tell them you love and appreciate them. Love them unconditionally.

I’ve learned. I’ve lived. I’ve survived. Another year, a fresh start, is around the corner. The muse in me is ready to tell a story of love and lost, sacrifice and forgiveness, and a happily-ever-after in light of unsurpassed odds. As my heroine, Sophie Sinclair, in Shadow Watcher would say, “Bring it on!” 2014 will be my year.