I'm working my way through another blogging challenge, and I came across this one—a life lesson I've learned. Since I'm almost fifty, I've learned a lot of them, but there is one in particular that has stuck with me. Just three simple words. Everything's Not Personal.
It can be so easy to take things personally. Someone looks at you, and you think they're thinking something negative about you. The cashier snaps at you, and you take it as a personal affront. Your favorite television show changes in a way you don't like, and you think the writers don't care for their fans, one of which is you. Or you're not invited to a party, and you think it's because the hosts don't like you.
Someone once told me that everyone isn't thinking about me half as much as I think they are. That stuck with me and goes right along with "everything's not personal," or "everything isn't personal" if you prefer.
So as I move through life, I try to remember those words. Sometimes, people are having a bad day, and it has nothing to do with me. If I'm not invited to a party, I don't think twice about it because, it's possible, the hosts are doing me a favor because they know it's not my cup of tea. Overall, this is one life lesson that has really made an impression on me and has helped me look at life differently!
It seems like every day on social media there is a person (or people) sharing a story about how someone criticized them for something they chose to do that didn't hurt anyone. It could be something as simple as binge-watching Downton Abbey instead of cleaning the house. Yep. I've done it. But that's just it. Why should we feel guilty about it? I don't feel guilty about the TV programs I watch, the movies I enjoy, or the music I listen to because they're my choices. So I'm going to share some of my not-so-guilty pleasures with you today, and I encourage you to let go of the feelings of guilt and just be you!
Last week, I had the opportunity to visit DC for the first time in my life, and I'm so glad I went! As much as you hear about the monuments and memorials and see them on the Internet, seeing them in person is so much more inspiring. On top of that, the cherry blossoms were in bloom so it was a beautiful time to go. Add in the unique statues and architecture, and it was a trip I will never forget! Next up: Las Vegas in June!
If you don't believe in the death, burial, and resurrection of Jesus, that is your choice, but it should never be okay to make light of what millions of people believe around the world. Meet the Press' Chuck Todd decided to share a tweet that set off a firestorm and rightfully so. Thousands of others responded in a similar manner as I did.
Good Friday is a holy day for Christians as is Easter. There is no "religious aspect" to the day. The day itself is about Christianity. The day itself is about Jesus. It's not about how good any of us can be. I believe in kindness and paying it forward, but I don't believe in taking something that is so personal to millions of people and trivializing it.
I mentioned earlier this month that a song has given me the inspiration to write romance again, and I've returned to a book I'd put aside for a while. There's something about connecting two souls, two hearts.
I admit that I watch a lot of romance movies, and I have my favorite couples on television. The writers know how to connect two people so that you can't look away. I hope to be able to do that one day. Until then, you can't go wrong reading books by Karen Marie Moning, Lisa Renee Jones, and Mila Gray. They write stories that melt the heart and make you want to keep turning the pages.
Until my next book, I wish you happy reading!
I had never heard this song until I was watching an episode of When Calls the Heart, and this song played for the promo of a much-anticipated wedding between the two main characters. Immediately, I fell in love, and I felt inspired. Inspired not just to write but to return to romance. I always include some romance in my books, but this song made me want to write the type of romance I used to write, the in-depth, all or nothing type of love that makes your heart beat fast. And I'm going to follow my new inspiration! I hope you enjoy the song as much as I do!
I have two wonderful trips coming up, and I'm excited! In April, I'm headed to D.C. for four days (unfortunately the Washington Monument is closed until 2019 so I'll miss out on that!), and in June, I'm going to Las Vegas for four days! If you've been reading my blog or website for any length of time, you probably already know that I have a goal to visit every one of our states. This year, I'll cross two more off the list as I've never been to D.C. or Nevada!
I'll be taking a lot of pictures, and hopefully, get even more story ideas. Though these vacations will be short, I'm looking forward to packing in a lot of sightseeing and fun! If you live in the Las Vegas or D.C. area, I'd love to hear some of your can't be missed places!
I just put the finishing touches on another novella set in one of my favorite time periods—1920s, and I wanted to share a glimpse with you that's taken from a little further inside the book. Hope you enjoy!
The smoke hung low in the air, detracting from the already dim lighting. Grace made her way around behind the bar, pausing to talk to the regulars and even accepting a kiss on the cheek from Arnie, a half-cut old man with a stupid grin and a glass of gin in his hand.
“Ya done a good thing here, Grace Lawrence,” he slurred.
She picked up a damp rag and began wiping the counter while she flicked glances toward the secured door. Though she’d have plenty of warning should a raid befall her bar, the mere thought of the bulls overtaking the place was enough to shake her out of any complacency. She liked to be on top of things, and running into the police officer last night had left her more than a little uneasy.
It shouldn’t bother her. He couldn’t know her nor could he have any knowledge of what she’d really been doing the previous night. On top of that, she’d never been arrested before, had never even set foot inside the police station so he’d have no reason to know her.
God willing, she intended to keep it that way. As long as she kept her nose clean in public, she had no reason to get nervous now. But she couldn’t stop thinking about the officer. She’d even dreamed about him, though, it hadn’t had anything to do with him catching her running the joint. Her cheeks ran hot at the memory.
One of the patrons clanged the keys on the upright piano in the corner of the bar, and while the bourbon and whiskey flowed interminably, Grace’s customers began to sing a rousing tune. She leaned her elbows on the counter and smiled at them.
Knowing she was breaking the law didn’t change her determination to keep her bar afloat. And thanks to these good old guys, it looked like she’d be in business for a long, long time. They didn’t seem to mind that a dame ran the place, as long as they got their drinks on time and had a safe place to enjoy them.
“So, Grace.” Harriet McGrath sidled up to the bar next to Grace and nudged her with her elbow. “I noticed Bill Sanders has been watching you all evening. Why don’t you go lay one on his kisser?”
She pushed her friend aside then continued washing the counter. “I’m not interested in romance right now. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m a little busy.”
Harriet snickered. “Who said anything about romance? A little necking, maybe some petting, well, the last I heard, it hadn’t hurt a single soul.”
Getting dizzy with a fella wasn’t in Grace’s plans. Keeping Bennett out of the hospital and the dough coming in was. “Aren’t you worried about what could happen if we get caught?” Although against her better judgment, Grace had allowed Harriet to talk her into a partnership once Grace had decided to open the bar. While Harriet was one of Grace’s closest friends, she didn’t have a mind to keep secrets. But after a few months without a raid, Grace had allowed herself to get comfortable. Maybe a little too comfortable.
I had to force myself to put this book down once I picked it up. I read it in three days, reading after midnight each night. It's a new adult novel which ordinarily doesn't attract me, but there was something about the back description that attracted me, and it ended up in my cart at Target.
I don't know how many ways to say you will not regret buying this book. Walker and Didi seem like the most incompatible people on the planet, but the sparks say otherwise. He's a wounded soldier awash in guilt, and she's a therapist-in-training doing everything she can to stay professional with him. Their connection was combustible. And I looked forward to engaging with them every night. I've never read a book quite like this one before. It's told in alternating first points of view between Walker and Didi, which allows you to get into their heads and see their world through their eyes. There are no chapters, just changes of view, and the book almost forces you to keep reading because you have to know what she thinks about what he said and what he thinks about what she did. Truly engaging!
I've never read a book by Mila Gray, but I'll be buying the first and the third book in this series. Warning: This book does contain language and sexual scenes (sensual not erotic).
In June, I wrote a mid-year review, and now that 2017 has come to an end, it's time to write the wrap-up for the year. So, picking up where I left off, here goes!
That's it for 2017. I can't wait to see what 2018 brings!
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