Reality of Life as an Author

Have you ever heard the saying that life as an author was all sunshine and rainbows? No? Yeah, me neither. Of course we all know about the authors who truly do have that life. They became household names, had movies made from their books, and have their own little paparazzi and entourage. But for most of us, life goes on as usual, just as if we never published a book at all. Except is it?

When it comes to income, yeah, that is about the same as ever before. But when it comes to self worth, pride, and knowing that you are following through on your dreams? That makes all the difference. You walk a little taller, you smile a little bigger and you know that you are setting a good example for anyone who might happen to look up to you.

Writing can be very solitary. There are no co-workers to chat with, no boss to tell you exactly what to do (which can be a great thing and also frustrating. I mean, wouldn’t it be great to have someone say, write this and it will be a best seller?) and most of the time, writers need to be left alone to write. I don’t think I know anyone who can write while having a conversation in a busy room with music so loud the floors vibrated beneath their feet. 

So how do we keep from going crazy and make sure that we keep our crafts top notch? Well, you make friends. Yep, Refuse to be a solitary writer and join book clubs, writers groups, join in on Twitter when they have scheduled chats using hashtags (like #indiechat, #yalitchat and #nalitchat) so everyone can keep up with each other. You will meet the best beta’s and critique partners through mutual groups and who knows, you might even meet your new best friend there. I know I did. My best friend and I met through a writing blog and when it dissolved  she and I stayed in touch, began our own that is long gone now, and still are each other’s beta readers, plot bunny helpers, and aside from anything writing related, we are best friends. We talk every day, visit each other, and call each other out when it needs to be done. If I had kept to the solitary life of the old school stereotypical writer, I would never have met her. 

The online world has made a writer’s job both easier and harder all at the same time. Every bit of information on how to become not only a better writer, but a published author is right at the tip of your fingertips. But that also means, there are A LOT of people taking advantage of this new world and there are as many new books and authors as there are…well, fingertips. 

But should we be upset with this new influx of writers or should we celebrate it? I am completely in the “LET’S PARTY!” mode and celebrate every new author. If it wasn’t for my fingertips searching out all the information I needed, I would never have been able to publish LIFE ON LOAN(link) or any of my upcoming novels. 

So is my life any different now than it was four years ago when I really started to work on my writing? Absolutely. I may not have much more money, but I have a hell of a lot more friends, pride, and knowledge about how my world works.


February: The month of highs and lows

Well February has been one hell of a month. Shall I give you all the rundown?

High: Started on a personal goal of getting 45K words written in my new novel The Tempering. Very excited and the outline had me giddy.

Low: Daughter got sick. Then got the son sick. Which of course got me sick.

High: Life on Loan released right after a kick ass review by YA Book Addict

Low: Daughter gets pink eye. Then son gets pink eye. Followed by one hell of an ear infection.

High: Started working on Indie Ignites, A blog for indie authors. 

Low: looking at the calendar and realizing that there are only six days left in February to write 19K words to hit my personal goal.

High: Loving my story so much that even though I am seriously disappointed in my lack of progress word count wise, I am not discouraged in the least. I will get this done and it will be amazing. 

Low: Realizing that while I have been spending my time writing, Overexposed is sitting there, staring at me, wondering why I have been ignoring it. I NEED TO EDIT and time is running out!

High: I can now tell people that I am a published author. 

Here’s hoping I can bring good news (like a finished first draft!) with my next post. 

Life on Loan is NOW AVAILABLE!!!

Happy Friday!

February 15th, 2013 will forever be one important day for me, the day that my first novel became published. Life on Loan has been a labor of love for the last two years and I am finally getting to share it with the world.

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Please, when after you have read it, if you could go back to where you bought it and leave a review, I would really appreciate it. Reviews are what drive indie books and I can use all of your help.

Thank you so much for your support along the way and now I need to get back to editing and writing so I have more stories to share with you in the near future!


HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!! Now..who needs a big ol’ wet kiss to get you through the day until your special someone shows up to lay one on you? Me too, so it’s a good thing today is INDIE KISSING DAY!

I promised a kissing scene that I haven’t posted anywhere before…and here it is!

When my eyes landed on his beautiful full lips, I just stared at them, wondering if they were as soft as they looked. His tongue darted out licking them and I raised my gaze back to his.  His hand moved from my waist and brushed the hair that had fallen in my face back behind my ear. Only this time, he didn’t pull his hand back. He left it cupping my face and he leaned in slowly until his lips brushed mine. I was shocked and just stood there, trying to grasp the fact that Noah was kissing me.

He pulled away quickly, with an ashamed look on his face. But the minute his lips were gone, I felt the longing to reconnect with them. I threw my arms around his neck and pressed my lips to his. My heart began to race as our lips melded together. It felt so right, like it was the simplest thing in the world. Noah wrapped his arms back around my waist and pulled me closer to him. We only pulled apart due to lack of breath.

“Do you know how long I have wanted to do that?” he asked, smiling down at me.

“I didn’t realize how much I wanted that until today. I wish I had realized sooner.” I rested my head against his chest, feeling the warmth.

It was hard to cut it so you got the Kissing without giving away any real spoilers! I think I might have even mentioned a giveaway…yes, yes I did mention a giveaway. Unfortunately, WordPress decided that Javascript is a big ol’ no-no so we are going to do this the good ol’ fashion way…well sorta.

If you want to win a free Ebook copy of LIFE ON LOAN, any format you would like it in, then Click the follow this blog link to the right of the page, head over to Goodreads and add LIFE ON LOAN to your To Be Read list, then comment below with a story of your first kiss and the email and names used on the other two steps. I will take all the entries, write them on a piece of paper, throw them in a hat, and choose one at random. If we get more than twenty entries I will do two giveaways!

I figure if I am asking you all for your first kiss stories I should probably share mine.

It was the summer before freshman year of high school and the phone rang while I was covered in gross dirty dish water. I had been grounded and forced to do the dishes every day that week for something I did to my brother, but I really don’t remember what it was. My dad answered the phone in the other room before coming into the kitchen with one hand covering the receiver and tells me some boy is calling for me. Up until that point, boys never called for me. Yeah, that changed quickly.

When I answered the phone I heard the voice of the boy that I had been crushing on for months, and to a thirteen year old, that is a really long time. For whatever reason, I was immediately embarrassed by what I looked like even though he couldn’t see me. He had apparently heard after school let out that I had been crushing on him and wanted to know if it was true. We had been friends in school, but never met outside of school. Since it was still the beginning of the summer and the following year we were going to different high schools, we both begged our parents to let us meet up to ride our bikes around together.

When my dad gave me the okay, I raced to shower and get ready. I had no idea what to wear and everything I thought of made no sense for riding bikes. I ended up just throwing on some jeans and a tee, and getting to our meeting spot just on time. We never ended up going on the bike ride, instead we just sat on the grass in front of our old school and talked for over an hour. When it was time for us both to head home, he yelled out to me when I was a block away, asking if I would be his girl friend.

The next two weeks were wonderful. I was super happy. I was going to be in high school and I had my first real boyfriend. When I was invited to my best friends house for dinner, I found out that my boyfriend just happened to live right behind her house. The woods of her yard connected with the woods of his house. We were out there trying to avoid her little brothers and ran right into him with his friend. It was a very pleasant surprise and our two best friends gave us some time alone. He showed me around his property, ending up at the garage that he had all of his music and paintball stuff in. He asked to play me a song, then asked me to dance, then he kissed me.

It was slow and cautious, but it was a great first kiss. I still remember thinking how soft his tongue was and how I never thought a tongue could be that soft.

Too bad he broke up with me two weeks later on my birthday. Oh well, he gave me a great first kiss story!


Writing, writing, promoting, editing and writing some more.

Okay…so Life on Loan comes out on Friday. That is five days from now, IF I count today. EEEP! I am so excited! If you still haven’t added it to your to be read list over at Goodreads you can go now and click right here. Done? Okay good. 

As you all know I have been attempting to write forty-five THOUSAND words this month. Totally do-able. Totally. No doubt in my mind I can do it. The more I say it the more I believe it. Or at least the more I want to believe it. I’ve done it before, twice in fact, but neither of those times was I attempting to promote a new release, edit another and nurse two sick kids back to health. My two little ones have either both been sick, or one or the other, FOR THE LAST THREE WEEKS! Seriously. It’s like they keep passing it back and forth and if somehow they get rid of it for a day, my daughter brings a new bug home from school. 

That being said, I HAVE managed to get in 13,332 words from Feb 1 through last night. Not bad for ten days. More about this supernatural werewolf story later…you know, when I have a title maybe?

So, how about a sneak peak at a scene from Life on Loan?

The little brick house stood out from all the rest with a yard full of items and a family scrambling to drag everything back into the house. The little girl was happily carting her treasures back into the house, while both parents ran back and forth to bring in the electronics. As we approached the father called out to us to go ahead and look but they were closing up because of the snow.

We walked up when we saw a table full of sheets and blankets. Surely they wouldn’t mind if one went missing. They didn’t want it anyway and I would still write it down. They weren’t even out in the yard when Noah elbowed me with a pointed look on his face. I looked in the direction he was facing and saw that they had left their cash box out and open, in plain view. 

“We can’t,” I said, not as firmly as I had intended. It would be wrong to take money, but then again, it could buy us food and maybe some warm blankets from a store.

“Why not? You were going to take a blanket weren’t you? What’s the difference? If we take that, we won’t have to take anything for a while. We will be safer doing it this way, all at once, then taking multiple risks right?” He had a point. Maybe I just wanted to see a point in what he said. But I was wavering as I imagined eating something fresh and hot.

“But, what if they need that money? Like actually need it?” I was mostly sure that they didn’t, but what if they did? They did have a nice house in an upscale neighborhood and a car and all that. But then again, so did Dani when her life fell apart. I was so confused.  I had never taken from a person before. A store sure, but never a person. We were still looking around and the couple had come back out and grabbed a few more things to take into the house, still walking right by the open cash box

“More than we do?” he whispered to me as we moved closer to the money. They had a house, we didn’t. They most likely had food in their fridge; we didn’t even have a fridge let alone food for the day or the next day, unless we made a trip to the dumpster. They had warm clothes and warm beds, we had one thin worn out blanket with holes sporadically placed throughout it on a snow covered bench. My resolve was wavering and Noah knew it.

What will Paige do? You will just have to read to find out!

I should be writing but….. INDIE KISSING!

So, I should be writing right now but I just happened to be scrolling through Goodreads and stumbled upon a Blog special just for the month of February hosted by THE INDELIBLES. The month of LURV, The month of Lust, and the most important aspect of the two, the month of KISSING!

Who doesn’t love a good kissing scene? Makes you either remember your own amazing first kiss…or wish that sloppy face sucking session had been exactly as you read in that book that makes you have all sorts of FEELS.

*not my image click for credit*

So on Feb, 14th come on back to the blog for a KISSING SPECIAL! I will be posting a never before released excerpt from Life on Loan (due out Feb 15!) as well as doing a GIVEAWAY of a digital copy of LIFE ON LOAN! Image

I may even take a trip down memory lane and share my own First Kiss story. It was one of those perfect ones thank goodness. Don’t worry, I have had my share of the sloppy face sucking ones too.



You might be wondering what on earth FEBNO is. Well, it is February Novel Writing Month. Is it a real thing with the NaNoWriMo people? Absolutely not. They are in no way affiliated with this crazy scheme JC Emery and I are doing. We plan on writing 45 thousand words in the month of February.

This is me after completing a challenge *not my image-click for website*

I realized that I did the most and honestly my best writing (1st draft wise anyway) during Nano. I am a HUGE procrastinator (looks around at the pile of clothes that needs to be folded and put away, the project for class that still needs to be finished, and the open document of my newest novel waiting to be written…just to name a few) but when I get a challenge thrown at me I turn into a competitive beast. I HAVE to “win” I don’t care if there is only allowed to be one winner, or if everyone who attempts it gets to win, but I HAVE to have the winner’s title. I absolutely HATE failing at anything. SO what to do when Nano is in November and Camp Nano isn’t until June? You make your own of course!

So, starting today, I hope to update that little counter off to the right hand side over there daily. I will hit the 45k this month, the question is, Who is with me???