Running Away From It All

Running Away From It All

Do you ever have the urge to just pack your bags and run away…from like, everything? The day job? The night job? The housework, the laundry pile, the grocery shopping, cooking and paying the bills? The utility representative who totally pisses you off? Maybe even (shut the door!) the husband and kids?

I totally get it because I’ve been there more than once.

Sadly, I was born with the responsibility gene, and I’m sure that many of you were too. It’s one of those genes that makes you put all other needs before your own, even when soul deep, your body is shouting NOOOOOOOOOO!

My favorite spot to run to is this little island in the South Pacific. Ocean, beach, gentle surf…a little bit of heaven on earth. And when I can’t escape to paradise…

…I’ve found escape in books. It’s one of the reason why I decided to set my laugh-out-loud Caught Between series on a tropical island in the Caribbean. When I’m feeling the urge to escape and can’t, I can always immerse myself in reading and writing. And what better place—especially in the dead of winter—is there to write about than a place with the sound of the ocean waves in the background and warm temperatures year-round.

So now tell me in the comments…where do you go to escape? And when you can’t escape, what’s your favorite escape activity?


Zen…Or Letting Go After A Total Meltdown

Zen…Or Letting Go After A Total Meltdown

My Sweet Man and I live on a three acre parcel of land that is half rural, half city, which basically means that we pay city taxes but receive none of the city benefits (like water, sewer, and fast internet speeds). Recently, our internet provider offered us a new package that would increase our internet speed from practically non-existent to over 25kbps.

Excited, I signed up, and after a two week trial period, called my provider to cancel the old package. The faster speed is so beautiful, I’m willing to shell out the extra cash to move into the twenty-first century.

The next morning, my Sweet Man asks if my email is working. No, I reply, no worries. They’re probably performing maintenance on their email system. But two hours later, there’s still no email access.

At this point, the brain cells begin to fire and my Zen-ness begins to fall apart.

I contact my internet provider and discover our email addresses were attached to our old internet package. Everything has been deleted.

Now, I’d like to say “my bad”. Maybe I should have done more homework. Except that we’ve changed internet packages before without ever encountering this problem.

By the end of the day, after numerous phone calls, we still have no email and I’m in a very unZen-like state. I’m yelling at the poor worker on the other end of the phone and I can’t seem to stop myself. I’m out of control, beyond help, and my poor Sweet Man leaves the house every time I pick up the phone.

And then, between calls, I start to cry.

Why am I so upset? It’s only email. It’s not like we use our email to save the world.

And that’s when I begin to rediscover my Zen-like state and finally see the lesson I need to learn.

Trust that everything happens for a reason, even when we’re not wise enough to see the reason right away.

Believing this is on my list for 2018. Learn to trust. Learn to let go.

As I write this, I’m still without email. I’ve discovered I kind of like it. Hmmmm, maybe being without is part of my lesson too.

NOTE: If you wish to read more on the true meaning of the word ZEN, then click here.

So now tell me in the comments…have you ever been without email? If so, did you secretly enjoy it or did you feel like you’d just lost a hugely important part of your life?

Looking Back At 2017 Reads

Looking Back At 2017 Reads

Last year, I discovered some really great authors and their books. While I didn’t read a whole lot (by some standards), I recorded 24 books read on Goodreads. I might have missed recording a few…just saying….

Want to check out my Goodreads Year-in-Books?

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So tell me in the comments below. What’s the first book on your reading pile for 2018? Mine is Can You Keep a Secret by Sophie Kinsella.


Turning The Page On A New Year

Turning The Page On A New Year

As the clock ticks forward toward the arrival of the new year, I like to peer over my shoulder at the year coming to a close before I turn forward to tackle the year ahead.

In 2017, I spent lots of time with family, lots of time playing in my flowerbeds, and lots of time immersed in a variety of courses. I spent less time in front of the computer writing the stories in my heart, perhaps because old stories had surfaced and I needed to clear them out to make room for some new stories.

Yes, it was that kind of year. A year filled with introspection. A year in which old paths closed and new paths began to appear. A year of opening myself to new possibilities and fresh ideas and healing…so much healing.

Tomorrow we begin a new year. I don’t know what’s out there yet. Perhaps you have a clearer vision of the months ahead of you than I do. (If so, tell me about it in the comments!) Or perhaps you’re still fumbling around and trying to find your way like I am.

What I know for sure is that 2018 is a year of letting go. Lately, everything I’ve stumbled across has steered me toward this idea until I finally opened my eyes and my heart to the fact that it’s time.


Relationships, anger, the truth…whatever.

Maybe you’ll see some of it here…probably…most likely. In the new year, I have stories to write and a series to finish while I open my heart and let go so I can make room for whatever the universe has in store for me in.

In the meantime, I wish 2018 brings each of you health and happiness, peace and prosperity, love and laughter. May all of your dreams come true.



Happy Holidays 2017

Happy Holidays 2017

If you are new to my blog, then you’ll definitely want to check out this recipe.

A Family Favorite Recipe: Poppycock

This Poppycock recipe is a favorite family Christmas indulgence. It’s so delicious, I usually make two batches.


1 cup pecan halves

1 cup whole un-blanched almonds

8 cups popped popcorn

1 1/3 cup brown sugar

1 cup butter or margarine

1/2 cup golden corn syrup

1/2 tsp. cream of tartar

1/2 tsp. soda

1 tsp. vanilla

Heat oven to 300 degrees. Spread pecans and almonds on an ungreased cookie sheet and toast lightly. In a very large unbuttered bowl, mix nuts and popcorn together.

In a small heavy saucepan, combine the brown sugar, margarine, corn syrup and cream of tartar. Cook, stirring constantly, until the mixture forms a soft ball when dropped into cold water, approximately four minutes. [NOTE: if you like your poppycock less chewy, then cook until the mixture forms a hard ball when dropped into cold water, approximately five minutes.]

Remove from stove and stir in the soda and vanilla. Be careful because the addition of the soda makes the mixture foam up.

Pour over the popcorn and nut mix. With a wooden spoon, stir until evenly coated. Leave in bowl until the poppycock is partially cooled but make sure you stir it once in a while to keep the mixture from forming into one hard ball.

When the popcorn and nuts have cooled some, dump it on to the countertop or on large cookie sheets and continue to stir occasionally until fully cooled. I usually leave it out overnight and every time I walk by, I stir it to break it apart. Someone will no doubt sneak a piece or two but that’s okay because it’s easy to make a second batch.

This makes a wonderful Christmas gift. I like to put it into jars and tins to give to family and friends. Enjoy!

From my house to yours, wishing you a joyful holiday season!

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