I love the journey of self-publishing. The road’s challenging, rewarding, frustrating, and always a learning experience.

One thing I don’t totally love about it, however, is that it’s so dependent on my schedule. I know, I know, that sounds odd. I hear the comments now, “But you can make your own work schedule,” “You can take a day off if you need to,” “You can make sure things get done exactly the way you want.” All of these things are, for the most part, true.

However, what’s also true is, if I get pulled away for whatever reason-sickness, vacation, household emergencies-then the project completely stops. There’s no formatter working on things while I take a day or two or thirty away. There’s no marketer working in the background, promoting while I deal with other aspects of life.

Even with a sedative, the Writing Supervisor barely slowed down.

All of this is to say, I’ve unfortunately/fortunately been on a detour for the last month or so. My husband’s job moved us across the country in August. And when I say across the country, I mean over 3,000 miles of driving a moving truck with the Writing Supervisor, the Sidekick and the Bodyguard all in the cab of the truck with my husband and me. They were not thrilled.

We are now, finally, starting to feel settled again and my writerly brain is begging me to get back to Quaking Soul. We left off with me figuring out the formatting to submit it to the printer so I can order a physical proof copy.

As always, thanks for sticking around and joining with me in this journey. I am beyond blessed by you all.











We’re all exhausted, but settling in =)

It Comes In Buckets?

Who knew?!

But unlike beer coming in pints, life’s complications do not make me want to jump up from the table to get more.

All whining and complaining aside, let me lay out what’s up in a nut shell so it’ll become clear why there’ll be another couple weeks of silence on Adventure Awaits You.

Sleep and Deprivation were beaten away with a stick and a twenty hour drive in a moving van from Colorado to Washington. I’m still trying to figure out how a dog, two cats, my husband and I all made it safe in the cab with only a few scratches to show for the chaos. Let’s just say my husband now calls one of the cats “The Devil Kitty.”

Anyway, due to a communication snafu with the housing company, we found out last minute the house we were moving to isn’t available until the beginning of June…Ummm. Snafugit!

Moving on, partly due to Nate and I wanting to be near his new job and partly because it’s hard to find housing with three pets, we decided to wait for the house.

Hello temporary housing…with spotty internet. My frustration level just checking email tends to sit near the red. It’s amazing and a little sad how reliant I’ve become on reliable internet. It’s like phones now a days, where you just assume it’s going to be there.

Rest assured, once we’re in permanent housing, the adventure will return. Muhahaha!

But for now I’m on stollen internet time. Shh. Don’t tell. I’ll sneak in when I can but if the internet Guru doesn’t allow it, please have an amazing May.