Do you remember back in the day, when you were little, and your mother was always saying things like:
Do unto others as you would have done to yourself
Don't fight - Use your words
Wait until you have kids of your own
I'm the boss, and the child always listens to the boss
Because I said so
Now do you remember? Yeah, I thought so. What I hate though is when those words come back to haunt you! Especially when you are raising your own children, and you catch yourself saying the very things your mother ALWAYS used to tell you!
I remember thinking that Mom was just crazy, saying those things! Why, as kids, we always doubt our parents? Why can't there be an automatic button, or a gene already instilled that let's us know our parents are always right?
Today I find myself telling my kids all the time, treat others like you would want to be treated because you just never know what may be going on in their life causing them to act like that. Be nice!
Not too long ago, my daughter told me, "When will I just learn that you're always right!"
Haha! Talk about jumping to the past! Of course I laughed, but I had to break down and tell her I had said the same thing to my own mother. Now only if my mother could have heard me admit to that one, she probably would have peed herself.
Now if only we can work on that "born-with" gene so that we already know OUR MOTHERS ARE ALWAYS RIGHT!
What do you remember your mother telling you as a child, that you swore you would never repeat, and do?
I hate when this happens! My muse is fighting to break free and my brain is not allowing the words to come out right. It's there, I know it is. The story is just dying to get out! It just won't come though. I'm not sure if my brain is working faster than my comprehension or what the heck happens, and boy oh boy do I hate it!
The struggle I feel inside, this turmoil, is almost more than I can bare at times. It makes me feel very antsy, and sometimes sad. I feel all irritable, and sometimes I forget why I'm even being grumpy to begin with, then I step back, rethink my place and start all over again with trying to figure out why I can't get the words out.
I think it may be characters struggling, or fighting for their place in the story. Who will win out to be the main character, while the other one must agree to take a backseat as secondary. Maybe I'm trying to go in the wrong direction completely. I'm just not sure, but I want to figure it out.
Have you ever had this happen to you? If so, what do you do to get your muse back on track? I'd love for some ideas.
Okay. Not the real Sin City, but it was real close!
My new husband and I took a 2 day sabbatical to Atlantic City, New Jersey! We spent most of our time on the beach, but I have to tell ya! I don't see the big deal about gambling! A bit on that a little later...Anyways, we stayed at Bally's - cool pic huh? My husband did a great job catching the moon it the sky! It was a nice hotel.
When we first arrived, we headed straight for the beach. We came to Sammy's Beach Bar, and can you believe it? It belongs to Sammy Hagar! For those of you that don't remember him...
Yes! From Van Halen - when they were.
We stopped for a drink then the water was just calling out to us!
We walked along the beach, listening to the waves and splashing in the water. It was so warm, and the seagulls flying around was just refreshing!
Later that evening we spent some time on the boardwalk! Let me tell you, we did so much walking and still didn't make it to the other end!
Above these billboards, seagulls flew and looked like they were glowing. We didn't know what they were at first, and then I saw wings flapping! I'm such a bubblehead that I swore they shot the gulls up with some sort of drug to make them glow! We stopped and asked a kid cleaning an outside patio and he proceeded to tell us that they were just seagulls flying and the lights from the billboards just made them look like they were glowing! Haha! *slapsforehead* I'm sure he really thought I was an idiot! My husband still laughs to this day about it!
We loved the beach though and spent much of our time by the water. In the following pix, my husband does look a bit like he's had too much to drink, but he hadn't had anything! The flash was just too much for him lol.
At the other end of the beach was a pier, and it had this one ride that was like a slingshot! Yup, needless to say we didn't make it over there, and I wouldn't have been able to ride that ride without throwing up!
The Rides At Night - That blue stick had another one right next to it with a ball in the middle. It pulled the ball full of people down and let go just like a slingshot - BLAHHHH!
A better view of the slingshot.
The Saloon! Happy Hour 24 Hours Per Day!
As for the gambling??? I had no idea what I was doing. Burt and I sat at one of these slot machines, inserted money and pushed a button (max bet)....I watched the little pictures spin around and waited for fireworks! When nothing happened except for the pictures stopped spinning, I looked at my husband, "Really? This is it? People really sit here for hours and spend thousands of dollars on this?"
Of course I lost $60 and my husband won $200!
The time came for us to head back home, and after only 2 days, we were ready to leave the busy-ness behind.
When we got home, we were so tired and couldn't wait to get to bed. I think we slept for a full 12 hours! It was fun, but I don't think I'll be ready to go back to "Sin City" anytime soon!
So...I finally took the plunge and got married! For the entire month of June I was as stressed as I've ever been. When July 3rd finally arrived, I didn't know whether to cry, throw up, or run for the woods lol.
I wanted a tie dye wedding, and trying to find dresses for all different shapes and sizes was like trying to pull teeth. We finally found a great place though, Custom Crafts, that did a beautiful job with the brides maid dresses.
My husband was so nervous as well, that he actually told his best man, (my son Hunter), that he may have to hold him up. His knees were shaking so bad he thought he might fall down.
Then I pulled up, and I say pulled up on this...
SHOTGUN WEDDING! Instead of my Dad walking me down the isle, he drove me on a Harley Davidson Trike, and when my husband to be saw me with a shotgun in my hand, I thought he was going to fall over! My Dad's idea, only he was supposed to be holding the gun. He couldn't drive and hold it at the same time though LMAO!
As nervous as we were, we got through our "I Do's", and officially tied the knot :).
You may now kiss the bride :)
The entire wedding party left on motorcycles. It just couldn't have been any better than that. Not to mention, Burt and I could finally breathe again haha.
Then it rained! BUT...we welcomed it as it was so hot that day, the rain was so refreshing, not to mention, they say it's good luck if it rains on your wedding day! So guess our marriage will be blessed with luck until death do us part!
My mother was having a really good day. She welcomed Burt with open arms and said, "Welcome to our crazy family. You better treat her right or I'll kick your ass!" Needless to say, she was the comedian of the night lol.
So now I am Mrs. Burt Morgret, yes, a very German name. He's taken me back to my own roots with my new last name. One day we may just travel to Germany and get a real taste of our heritage.
Things are finally settling down and I am trying to get back to work as normal. Life's just been so exciting! As we settle into our new lives together, I can only imagine it can only get better from here, if that's even possible.
I can't believe how smooth the wedding and the reception went, no hitches, haha no pun intended. It was just a beautiful day, even with the rain! I'm very blessed.
How about you? Any wedding blunders, or beautiful stories from your day? I'd love to hear them :)
Dating...This is a very foreign thing to me. I was with my children's dad for almost 11 years. Even before him, I never dated much. My son just asked me the other day, "Mom. Why don't you date?" How do you tell a 14 year old that there are just too many jackasses in the world? I did it though and told him to stand outside the box and be that one man that woman can't live without. (he laughed at me).
Since that conversation, I've been asked to NY, taken to dinner, and now *winces* my girlfriend wants me to meet a friend of hers. I often don't like meeting new people, especially when it's set up and most likely going to be in a bar.
I have no idea how to date!
To me, when it's set up, I almost feel like I have to, oh, I don't know, be on my best behavior. Eeeek! I'm constantly thinking, this will never work out, what if he doesn't like me, maybe he doesn't like pleasingly plump chicks (I know, shut off the panic button)....Then I think - WHO CARES!
I know I shouldn't have this mindset, or I may very well end up alone the rest of my life. Would that be so bad really? I've met little old ladies in my nursing career that have never married, remain virgins, never had children and seem very happy with their life. It couldn't be that bad.
Then I think of my children. So many of the people around where I live have someone to share life with, to be a role model, give their sons male advice, and my kids have me. HA! What the hell do I know about being a man? Heh hmmm - NADA.
Do I agree to meet this guy, who really text me and said, "I want to LUVE you", LMAO. Really? First, learn how to spell, second, you don't even know me dude!
The other guy, well he just recently got separated and I know there is going to be a whole bag of **it to go with this soon, do I really want to go there?
Really. Is there a dating manual out there? Something that tells you how this is all supposed to work? I have no clue how to date, what's acceptable and what's not.
What do you think?
What's your worst and best dating story? Leave it in a comment, I'd love to hear it and your advice for dating in general.
If you're a writer, then you know exactly how the above picture relates and feels. I know that I often draw inspiration from so many things around me. A conversation I'm having, a TV commercial, the way the wind blows outside, a conversation I overheard at a restaurant, an Amish buggy rolling down the highway, and yes, I see them all the time. I live in Amish Country lol.
I always have a pen and journal handy. No matter where I'm at. There is one in my truck, there is one on my headboard, I even at times carry a mini notebook in my wallet for just such occasions. You never know when a story will pop into your head. It happens to me all of the time.
The last time my muse hit me over the head, I was at a pool tournament and had to ask the bartender for a pen and paper. I jotted down the basics of my ideas, then the next day wrote out over 3000 words. It was brilliant, even with a beer haha.
Now the problem for me is, concentrating long enough to get one of those stories to completion. There are times my head just swirls with ideas, and for those of you that don't know, I also run the Virtual Book Tour Cafe'. So if I'm not thinking about books and my writing, I'm thinking of how I can make the VBTC better and more ways to market and promote others work.
I've decided to take my focus to one book, and it's probably not the one my fans wished I was working on, sorry guys, and finish it to completion. It's actully going really well, and I have to say that I am hoping to have it finished by the end of Spring. The rate I'm going, it will be a lot sooner than that.
How do you go about finishing one story before working on another? Do you often work between several books, or do you self discipline to finish one before the other?
Here's a small taste from my upcoming release - To Love A Wolf. I'm just now getting the artistic flow for the cover, so once I have that finished, I will be doing a Cover Reveal. :).
Copyright B.K. Walker
“I’ve been expecting you.” She said without looking up from her book.
I stopped, looking around thinking, hoping, maybe she was talking to someone else.
“Cevin, is it?”
I turned to face serious eyes looking through blue lenses, as she looked directly at me. I cleared my throat, nodding in agreement.
“Come. Sit.” She placed a bookmark inside the pages and set it aside. “I have been expecting you.” She said again.
“Expecting me?” I sat on the edge of her blanket.
“Yes. I knew you would be coming. Sooner or later.”
Her hair was a mass of dread locks with beads randomly placed throughout. She donned a long flowing skirt made of thin material, a tank top and thin strapped sandals on her feet. “How did you know I’d be coming?”
“That is neither here nor there. I just knew and that explanation can be left for another time.” She looked me over, sizing me up like she was seeing if she could take me should I try to assault her. “You’ve had the dream.” She wasn’t asking a question and said it matter-of-fact like.
I stared at her with a deer in the headlights look. How could she possibly know this? Did Sam already come to see her?
“Relax Cevin. I’m not going to cast any spells on you or put a voodoo hex on you. You’ve been dreaming, and even though we are not friends, we are connected. The stars have been out of alignment since the Wolf Moon. I knew it was coming.”
“What was coming?”
“Tell me of your dream.” She waited without answering my question. I told her of my dream, and she pressed for more information. I told her of the blood red silk sheets, candles, the claw and scars on my chest. I told her that the woman in my dream told me I was chosen. Unable to stop myself, I told her every single detail of my dreams. As much as I tried to keep the words from coming, they just kept pouring out the more she asked questions.
“I see.” She pulled out some cards and lay them out between us.
“You see? How can you see? It’s freaking me out and I don’t know how to explain any of it. Why do I keep dreaming of this same woman? What the hell does “Chosen” mean?” I had so many questions that I was firing at her, she didn’t even seem affected when my voice became an octave higher.
She started flipping cards over, mulling over the pictures that were on them. When I tried to speak she held her hand for me to stop. So I waited. After every card was facing up, she slowly looked up to me and the look in her eye had me holding my breath.
“Cevin. You must listen to me very carefully.” She waited for me to respond.
“The full moon is coming on Halloween night.”
“Tell me something I don’t know Sierra.” I huffed.
“Uh uh. Let me finish.” She looked at me sternly. “During the full moon, the female alpha can choose her mate.”
Copyright B.K. Walker
That was a random excerpt, and though I was going to give you the "dirty" details, haha, I thought we'd save that for a later time.
So how do you deal with it? All the ideas and finish your book?
Do you guys remember this band? I have been really getting into Classic Rock again, listening to it when I write, when I go to bed, I just love it. Taking me back to the day when a certain song triggers a memory....Amazing. Plus it's fun to take a trip down memory lane, don't you think?
This is one of my favorite bands, and in case you couldn't guess who they are - Fleetwood Mac. Who didn't love them?
Ahhhh....Dreams. Great song! Thunder only happens when it's raining....and the truth - players only love you when they're playing. I just love this band! Stevie Nicks ROCKS!
I used to jam to this one lol! My 2nd all time favorite though is Jethro Tull. It still amazes me how many people have never heard of him and when I play his music people look at me like I'm crazy! Nobody can play a flute like this....
Gives me chills! This is him live back in 1976 playing Cross Eyed Mary - phenomenal! Can you believe that they started this band in 1967? Still full fledged today and I love it!
My ALL TIME favorite - Janis Joplin!
I was really born in the wrong time era! Did you guys listen to these groups? Who was your all time favorite?