Happy Thursday! I hope everyone has had a great week. Onward toward Friday, right? First up, reading progress! I’m still reading Flight Patterns, by Karen White. I’m really enjoying it. And in the non-fiction front, I reread the Better Health in 120 days, and I’m reading Jesus Among the Secular Gods by Ravi Zacharias and Vince Vitale. Very good read. I’m a third of the way through. I had the privilege of hearing them speak at our church one Sunday. Such a love for God and humanity!
I’ve inadvertently taken the summer off writing. I didn’t plan it, I didn’t mean for it to happen, but it did. And I guess I needed it. I’ve got 3 projects lingering, 4, actually. Ah, 5! But this time off has been well spent, I realize, as I look back.
I’ve come to the conclusion that I can’t do everything. And as I look at my calendar for next year, projects I want to do, I’m inclined to mark off June, July and August as reset months. I’m a mom to 2 grown children, a stepmom to 2 grown children, a Gigi to 3 grandchildren, I have a husband whom I adore and we love to do things together. I have a full time job which I like a lot. I host a readers’ luncheon every February, I attend and serve a church. I’m a daughter to my father who is terminally ill with cancer, a mother who I talk to almost every day, and daughter in law to an amazing woman. I’m a sister to 2 brothers, one who just moved onto a houseboat! (Yes, I’m visiting in 2 days. Dinner on the houseboat.!) I’ve been blessed with many friends whom I love spending time with, a lot of them I’ve met through reading and writing.
Through all the things and times mentioned in above paragraphs though, my brain still thinks of stories. I’m constantly plotting, planning, thinking of characters. I guess after twenty years it doesn’t go away. I find I’m itching to get back into the writing game. I have a story I’ve been stuck on, but maybe now I can move forward.
The story is Beautiful Heart of His. It’s the story of Scarlett, who had her fiancé stolen by her twin sister, Savannah. Scarlett meets Mason, who unbeknownst to her is A: a twin, and B: broke up his brother and his girlfriend. When Scarlett meets Mason he’s running a homeless shelter for men. Scarlett thinks he’s the cool guy with the all together perfect life. And she’s a mess with losing her job and finding out her twin not only broke up with the guy she stole, but now she’s moving back to Atlanta and wants to make up with Scarlett.
So, that’s where I’m at. :) Thank you for letting me share my heart on this blog. Now, my question for all of you: Have you ever felt like you needed a reset? Have you been able to do that without kicking yourself? (Trust me, I spent the month of July in guilt!)