From the Mind: Poetry and Prose

Taking a Break Behind the Building of My Photo Ops


It’s cold, he shivers, struggling to find warmth in the February air.
Huddled in the corner he looks over his shoulder,
eyes darting around the leaf covered patio.
He knows better, he has an image to maintain
but the weight of performance leaves him numb,
and this is his only escape.

He digs into his pocket and grabs his pack, about half are left.
His friends don’t know, they think he quit,
but it’s the only thing that makes him him.

He tabs the tobacco on his hand, lights, and hits,
letting the smoke fill his lungs.
He exhales, eyes closed,
meditating on the idea of a well-deserved nap.
When he comes down, he inhales again,
chasing after the feeling that is long lost.

It’s passed and the ashes are shaken away,
leaving him unsatisfied.
Gripping, clinging, lips pressed against the filter again,
he inhales until the colors of his mind change from black to blue,
and the waves subside and the chatter quits.
Trapped, forced into the most perfect moment.

“I need to stop this.” He exhales, shaking the ash from his bud.

“Clint, they’re done.” The tech hand shouts, from behind the cover of the cracked door.

“Okay.” Rushed, he kills the light, tucking it back into his pocket. Thirty minutes until show time, six hours until the flight lands, one-hundred and sixty-one hours of filming, endless weekends of tours, forty-three months left on the contract. “I’m finished,” he whispers, but there is no one around to hear him.


Pet Your Cat Like Today is Their Last Day


A cat died today, and it was not her death that was profound to me, but the fact that I had petted her only a few hours before. Just this morning I was walking by and saying hi, checking to see if she pooped out of the litter box. I fretted, and problem solved and decided a plan. I placed it into action and reset and moved on. I wonder though if she knew. If she knew that today was her last day what would she do? What would you do? What would I do? I wondered if I could go back in time with the knowledge that I know now would I try to stop them from taking her. Would I have pet her more, told her I loved her? There was no last meal, no goodbye, just a message from my boss and she was gone. Never to be heard, purred, cuddled again. So young. I wonder if her owners knew perhaps maybe they’d let her stay or perhaps there was nothing stopping this fate and today was her day. Her last day on Earth and I wonder if there was anything I could have done to make it better.


I’m Back!

Now that the dust has settled, I can sit back and reflect on the success of my book release party. By success I mean everything went as smoothly as I had hoped. I fretted and planned and stressed for months, but I’m happy that I was able to give Ouji the kick off he deserved. I would like to send a special thanks to all my family and friends who helped make my big day possible, without their support the party would have never kicked up off the ground. For those who could not attend here’s a little rundown of how the day went.

Of course, workaholic me worked a quick morning shift before running around and getting last-minute things for the party. I couldn’t believe I was shopping on the day of my party, but that’s me for ya. I’m a last minute kind of girl. A piece of advice, though, get your outfit together BEFORE your big day! It saves a lot of stress. After a stressful day of running around shopping, printing, and getting money together, my friends began to arrive at my house. They pulled up just as I got home only two hours before the party, I was cutting it close, but luckily over the past couple of months, I’d been gathering and packing things for the party. That way everything would be in one place on the day of the party, which helped a lot.

I had my book launch party at my local library. I was fortunate enough to live near a library that did author showcases for local authors. Lucky me, but usually libraries allow small non-rowdy gatherings, so if you’re thinking about a place to have a book launch party check them out. When my party arrived, I checked in, and everyone made quick work of helping me get the room set up. My dad was there moving tables, and my friends were setting up chairs. It also helped that weeks before the event, I assigned task to different people, so no table went un-maned. The room was set up with four tables, one for food, one for guest to sign their names in the guest book, one for children’s arts and craft, and one for book signing. All the tables were set up close to the walls so that guest could mix and mingle without crawling all over themselves.

The event kicked off with a raffle, which I held at the beginning of the event to make sure the winners didn’t accidentally buy an extra copy. After the raffle, I spoke. I tried to talk a little about my book and what inspired me to write it, but mostly I rambled because I had nothing prepared. I had had writer’s block all week trying to think of something meaning to say, but in the end, something came to me. My message was from the heart. Keep pushing forward. Don’t give up on your dreams, after all, I wrote OTCC in one month, but it took almost three years to publish it. That’s a heck of a long time, so no your crazy dream is not impossible, work on it, one step at a time.

After that, I started signing books, and as much as I wished my signature had gotten better, it had not, but no one seemed to care. They were all happy for me and just wanted a little part of my success. They cared enough to show up and show their support, and I really appreciated that because Lord knows I was nervous. I kept asking people to ignore the errors while trying to downplay my success, as I always do. I like to live modestly, but they were having none of it. They were proud of me, and that made me feel so overwhelmingly happy. It all worked out in the end, and everyone was smiling and enjoying themselves, and that’s all I ever wanted.

As for copies sold, I walked away pretty good, selling 43 copies of my book. The guest said the food was amazing, and people were plenty entertained at the crafting table and mixing and mingling with new and old friends. I could spend hours telling you about all the tiny details that went into this, but I’ll spare you and leave you with this. If you’re thinking about publishing a book, do yourself the honor and welcome your creation into the world surrounded by smiling supportive faces. You deserve it, your story deserves it.

Special thanks to my friend Carolyn for all the wonderful pictures.

Updates: Short and Sweet

This week I’m keeping my blog post short, so I can focus on planning, studying, and more.

Ouji the Curious Cat debuts this Thursday, February the 9th!


Pre-order your E-book copy here

Print copies will be available Feb. 9th!



I’m really excited. This has been a long and challenging journey, but I’m ready to step forward into this new chapter with Ouji by my side, and I hope you enjoy his story as much as I do.

By the way, I’m running a Giveaway on Goodreads. Enter before February 16th for your chance to win one of three signed copies of my book.

Click here to enter!