Saturday, December 31, 2011

Year In Review

It's that time, time to look back upon the past year and contemplate all the things that have transpired. Today is the last day of 2011 (and my Grandfather's birthday!  Happy Birthday Pappy!). Whether you're glad or sad, tomorrow is a new year.


This has been a year of firsts for me in a writing sense. I started my first book. Wrote my first words. Finished my first chapter (and a few more). Started a blog. Wrote eighteen posts on that blog! Met a loving community of fellow blogger/authors. All encompassing these things... I took the first big steps in fulfilling a dream of mine that I've always had. This has given me a great sense of accomplishment. It has been one of the most scary, yet fulfilling things I have ever done for myself.

Writing aside, it's been a great year. My husband and kids have all been healthy. I think I may have finally found something that is working on my migraines (knock on wood). I still have my job that most days I love to go to and also reminds me, on an almost daily basis, how truly lucky I am. I am blessed with a wonderful family and friends.

How was your year? Are you glad it's over or sad to see it pass? Did you have anything really great happen this year?

I wish you a very Happy New Year!! Stay safe.

~Coming Monday- Looking to the New Year

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Holiday Madness

I hope you all had a Merry Christmas, or whatever it is that you celebrate. I always have mixed feelings about the holidays. I would love to tell you that I'm a complete Christmas nut. Going all out on decorations and gifts, but the truth is... I don't really like Christmas that much. Blasphemy, right? In fact, if it wasn't for my kids, I could probably do without it completely.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not by any means a Scrooge. I decorate my house, send Christmas cards (although this year really late), make cookies, and buy gifts. I love to see the look on my kids faces as they run down the stairs and see what Santa left for them. The wonder and magic that twinkles in their eyes. That innocence that fairytales are real and if you wish hard enough Santa will bring you what you want for Christmas. If you were on the nice list, of course. I also love to get someone a gift I just know they are going to love. The excitement of waiting till they open it to see the look on their face. The feeling of goodwill that people seem to get this time of year. Spending time with family and friends.

By the same token, there are some things I can do without. The crowds at the stores and people being rude. The materialism and commercialism of it all. People spraying other people with pepper spray to get a good deal. There are so many things to do and not enough time. Most of all, I miss my Mom. It was her favorite time of year.

I did have a wonderful Christmas, though. My kids got everything they wanted from Santa and I had a great time spending time with family. My husband got me a Keurig coffee machine, that I just love! However, I'm glad it's over. Now maybe I can slow down... yeah right!

How were your holidays? Are you a Christmas fanatic, Scrooge, or somewhere in between? Are you happy they are over? What was your favorite gift this year?

Friday, December 16, 2011

Déjà Vu Blogfest



This Blog is the awesome idea of DL Hammons, Katie Mills (Creepy Query Girl), Lydia Kang, and Nicole Ducleroir. The idea is to repost one of your favorite posts in case people missed it or they just started following you and the really good stuff was posted four months ago. I just started my blog about four months ago, so I don't have a lot to choose from. I decided to chose the first blog I wrote. It was an introduction to who I am and tells a little about what I am trying to do. I hope you enjoy it.


My first blog ever

   So, I am sitting down to write my first blog and I'm feeling a lot of pressure. I want it to be witty, captivating, and funny. (Even though I'm not that funny in person.) I begin to really start stressing out about it. I can't think of a single thing to write. Starring at the blank page until my eyes go blurry. Finally, I say forget it. (Not really forget, a different word but you get the picture) It can be anything I want it to be or say anything I want it to say....because, it's MY blog.
   Who am I? My name is Jessica and for over the past 10 years I have been a nurse. When I'm not being a nurse, I am a mom to three beautiful children and wife to my wonderful husband.  In my spare time I LOVE to read. I can't even tell you how many books I have read in my lifetime, a lot. When I was in high school I got yelled at for reading in class. My kids still get mad at me 'cause I 'm reading when they are trying to tell me something.
     I have always had a dream of some day writing a novel. Then I could decide how it went, who lived and died, who fell in love with who, etc. When I was younger, I must have started about 50 of them, never getting past the first chapter. Never believing for one second that I could actually do it. Well, now I am.
    I decided to jump off the deep end and go after my dream. In the end it may never be published and only a handful of people may read it, but I'll have done it for me. I decided to blog about my adventure here. So, come along with me as I am just following a dream.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Better Late Than Never... Right?

I feel really bad. I promised myself if I was going to join a "group" or blog hop that I would be sure to do what was expected of me, or not sign up at all. Unfortunately, I was in bed for three days last week with a bad migraine and for anyone who's experienced one, there's no thinking when you have one.  So, I did not get my Insecure Writer's Support Group blog out last week. So, I decided to do it a week late. Thus, better late than never, right?




One thing that I've realized since I've started writing is, it's a roller coaster ride. One week I am feeling really good and confident and the next, who am I fooling, I'm no writer. The good feelings happen to correlate when I'm writing, when I have time and I am making headway on my WIP. The bad and insecure feelings come when I don't have time to write. The longer it is that I've written, the worse I feel. 
 The more I start to doubt myself and the harder it is to start again.

Right now I feeling pretty insecure. I have no time to write (obviously if I couldn't even get my blog done last week) and it makes me sad. It makes me doubt. It makes me question. I begin to think maybe I can't finish my book after all. The little naysayer voice is back again, whispering her doubts in my ear, that bitch.

What do I do? Keep moving. Hope that soon I'll have more time to write. Find a voice to drown out the naysayer's. Find a champion. Find a cheerleader. Have faith in myself that I CAN do this. Most importantly, just write.

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

What I'm Reading #2

  So, last week I went to visit my Grandmother for Thanksgiving. It was so nice to see my family. (I love you Grandma!!) Anyway, we have very similar tastes in books, so we swap a lot. While there, I bought the new Nora Roberts book, The Next Always. I was really sad though, when I realized after I was 3 hours away, that I forgot the book at her house...I was 3/4 done. Grandma to the rescue, she read it quickly and sent it to me. It should be here tomorrow. :)


    I love Nora Roberts books. They are the great romance novel, with every once in a while a little supernatural mixed in there. This one is no different (from what I read). It's the first in a trilogy about the Montgomery brothers. This one is about Beckett, he and his brothers are restoring an old inn. Ever since he was fifteen he has had a crush on Clare, but she had always been with someone else. She is back in town now, a widow with three young boys. Sparks fly between them and he finally gets his wish. There are sub plots galore, including a ghost. It's a great easy read. Now, if I could only find out how it end.  :)





     I like to read on my iPhone. So, I am constantly downloading books off of the free top 100 chart, where I ran across this one. Foolish Notions is a great contemporary romance. This book is about a powerful CEO named James. His mom recently got diagnosed with cancer and moved in with him. Trying to find a nurse to take care of her while on chemo, his mom suggests Samantha, his ex-girlfriend. Unfortunately, he is still heartbroken over her walking out on him a year ago. Samantha is also still broken hearted over walking out on him and the reason she did it. She takes the job as a favor to his mom. Only, living together is harder than either of them bargained on.

    Aris's characters are very likable. Her story immediately drew me in and wouldn't let go. In fact I did something I haven't done in a long time... stayed up late to read the rest of it. You can feel the pain and need that the characters are going through, and go through it right along with them. I really enjoyed this book. If you want to check out this great up and coming writer here is her website http://www.awhittier.blogspot.com .

If you like a great romance novel be sure to check these out! What have you read this week?

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

In Order

A couple months ago I got stuck on a chapter. What happened in this chapter greatly affected how the ending would go. So, of course, it got me thinking about the end. I was thinking so much about it that I ended up writing a little part of the ending. This week, I have found myself thinking a little ahead again (not because I had to, I just couldn't get a particular scene out of my head.) I ended up writing that scene. Which leads me to question...Do you write in order?

    When I envisioned writing a book, I figured you start at point A and go to point B. I assumed that people write from the beginning to the end, now I'm not so sure. Are you the type of person that writes from beginning to end or do you write whatever scene is "speaking loudest" to you at the time?

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

What I'm Reading

     One of my favorite things in the world to do is read. In my lifetime, I cannot imagine all the books I've read. Sometimes it's one a month and sometimes it's one a day. If I had to guess, I'd say it's somewhere in the 10,000 range. (Which doesn't seem like a lot, but when you factor in that I've been reading for about 28 years which equals 10,220 days, that's a lot of books.)

  I read a lot of different genres; romance, chick lit, YA, mystery, historical, paranormal, suspense, for the most part you suggest it, I'll read it. Anything that can transport me to a different place, I'll go. I love a book that can make me laugh out loud, cry so hard my tears blur the page, or get so enthralled I can't turn the pages fast enough. That's what I hope to do for my readers.

So, what have I been reading lately?


The book I finished last week, for my book club, was The Bone House by Brian Freeman. It's a mystery that centers on Mark Bradley and his wife Hillary. They live in a rural Wisconsin area and their quiet life is disrupted when Mark is accused of having an affair with one of his teenage students. Hillary stands by her husband even after he gets fired from his teaching job and they practically get shunned from the town. So when, while on vacation, a teenager from their town turns up dead, Mark is the first person the police look at. Can Hillary believe in her husband again? Did he do it?  Freeman has great storytelling ability. This book kept me intrigued all the way through. I really enjoyed it. I never guessed who did it ether, I wasn't really trying though. ;)


The book I read this week was Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer. I admit it. I love the series. I started reading them when New Moon was released and had to wait for her to write the last two. I had to refresh my memory for Friday. :) If you have never read the books, I would highly suggest reading them. There is a reason there is so much hype around them. They are good books. They are well written keep you interested all the way through. Rereading Breaking Dawn reminded me how much I enjoyed the series, especially this book. I think it's my favorite. I love the romance between Bella and Edward, the suspense with the Volturi, seeing Bella come into her own as she becomes what she seemingly was always meant to be, and the way we could begin to understand Jacob more by "walking in his shoes" for awhile. This book has everything for romance to suspense to comedy. It's a fitting end for a great series.

So, what are you reading? Have you read these books? Did you like them?

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

To Read or Not To Read?

    I have an inner war inside me. I weaver back and forth constantly. To have people read my WIP or not to have people read my WIP, that is my question.

    I have a few people who have been reading it from the beginning. They are close friends who's opinions I value. The only question is... do they give me an honest opinion? (To my friends who read my story... I love you! :) Part of me wants someone who I don't know to read it, then I am sure I will get an honest opinion. Then, I have to look at them, what if they don't like it? Is it they don't like my story because it's bad or do they just not like my type of writing. Besides, why am I worrying about it now, I'm only about half way done. Part of me says, "You should have someone read it to see how it flows, in case you have to change anything." Then the other part says, "Don't have anyone else read it till you're done." Can you see my dilemma?

    How do you feel about this? Do you have people you know read it or strangers? Do you have people read your WIP while you're writing it or are you super secret and keep it under lock and key until you're done?

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

IWSG-#3 Self Doubting

    Once again it's that time of the month. Wait, not that time. It's time for the Insecure Writer's Support Group. The brilliant idea of Alex J. Cavanaugh. Where we get to express our deep dark fears and insecurities without fear of repercussions. So here is mine...

    Before today, I had written about one chapter in almost three months. Previously, I had been writing about a chapter a week. When you put in a full time job, kids, and a husband, I felt I was doing pretty good. Granted, that was before I added in a biochem class and blogging, which also cut into a big chunk of time. The last three months of barely writing has completely wreaked havoc on my self esteem.

    About a month ago, I was feeling really down. I was struggling with a chapter and majorly self doubting. Then I worked through the chapter I was having trouble with, and bam, feeling good again. This past month I wrote about three sentences. It had me self doubting again. Maybe I'm not good enough to finish my book. Was I just pretending to be someone I wasn't? Where do I get off trying to call myself a writer? I knew my character's were still with me, I could hear their whispers. The less I wrote, the harder it was to sit down and do it. The louder the naysayer voice echoed in my head.

    Until today, today I made myself sit down and write. I had two hours of free time and I was not going to do anything but write, and I did. I wrote over 1,100 words. It flowed beautifully and it felt wonderful. It made me feel like I accomplished something. It told the naysayer voice to shut up and take a hike. I felt vindicated. I was a writer!

    So here I am on top of the world again. Feeling good until the voices start to tell me I can't again. Will I listen? Allow that voice to tell me I'm not good enough or will I push through? Write, when the voices tell me I can't? Will I continue on, even though this voice tells me I cannot? You bet I will.

Friday, October 14, 2011

Pay it Forward




This blog is the idea of Alex J Cavanaugh and Matthew MacNish. The whole idea is to introduce three other bloggers that you like. In essence to pay it forward. Great idea guys! So here's mine.

My first pick is Jen Daiker's blog Unedited.   Since I started blogging a couple of months ago Jen has become a friend. She is always there if I have a question and to cheer me up. Her blog is witty and intelligent. If I need a laugh or a pick-me-up it's the first place I head. It's no wonder her blog has over 1600 followers. Be sure to check it out.

The second blogger is AG at Regected Riter. AG has an uncanny way of turning something that could/would bring people down into something hilarious. He turns rejection into a comedy. His writing is absolutely eloquent. So, if you need a good laugh be sure to head over there!

If you want a good blog that has great reviews then I have two for you. Yeah, I know I was only supposed to have one more, but it's my blog I can do what I want. :)
 Jessica O'Neal at The Sexy Little Nerd is a wonderful reviewer. She reviews books and TV. I believe she has also wrote some reviews for Hypable.com.
The second blogger is Victorie Blake at Saved By The Book. She reviews mostly books. Her reviews are precise and informative. I have found many books for my must read list here.
Both these ladies are wonderful and super sweet! Please stop by and see their blogs if you get a chance.


Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Surprises in Writing

    Along my journey of writing a novel, I have experienced a few things that have really surprised me. Since this is my first attempt at writing anything more than a short story or report for some class, I have been a little taken aback by certain things. I never before would have thought that these things would have happened. I have been very pleasantly surprised.

   The first thing that has surprised me is my characters. They do things on occasions that I don't expect. I'll be happily writing along and all of sudden stop and think, wow I wouldn't have expected that from you. I expect them to go one way and at the last minute they decide they want to go the other. For example, in my novel, I have a character who is a supporting character. Throughout the whole first part of the story I thought he was going to be interested in my lead character. I wrote the beginning of the story that way, until I was writing a particular scene. In this scene one of the other support characters came up to him and just like that, they were together and he was no longer interested in the main character. I didn't think that they would make up their own minds. I thought that I would be in complete control over all they do and say. Boy, was I wrong.

   Another thing that surprised me is surprises. What do I mean by this? I'll be writing a scene and put something little in, for example a look, smell, or a sentence. At the time it will be completely benign. However, later that little thing will have such a deeper meaning. For example, my main character, Emma, says that her Aunt always smells like summer. I wrote this in my first chapter. When I wrote it I wasn't thinking anything about it. It had no deeper meaning than she smells like summer. However, two chapters later we find out there is a particular reason as to why she smells like summer. It's much deeper than just a smell. When writing that sentence however, I didn't know that. This has happened to me on multiple occasions and each and every time I am completely marveled by it.

   This journey of writing has taken me by surprise in many ways, these are just two that stand out the most. Have you had many surprises? If so please share them with me. I'd love to hear about them.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

IWSG-#2 Overcoming

    This is my second blog for the Insecure Writer's Support Group, the amazing brainchild of Alex J. Cavanaugh. Here is the link to his blog   http://alexjcavanaugh.blogspot.com/p/insecure-writers-support-group.html   At this link you can also find the links to the other blogs participating.

    The last few weeks have been very challenging for me. In addition to all that I do, I also started school back up. (I have been going back to get a higher nursing degree.) So needless to say I'm a little crunched for time. I have been trying to find a way to balance all the things I need to do. Between being a wife, mother, working full time, taking my class, writing my book, and blog; I don't have a lot a free time. I am learning to prioritize and take one day at a time.

    My WIP hasn't been coming along as fast as I would like it to, simply because I don't have enough time to write. That's okay though it will get done. A few weeks ago I was stuck on a chapter and I finally finished it. I felt a great sense of accomplishment. Here was this chapter that was fighting me every step of the way. It was battle to see who would win. I mapped it out in my head and fought my way through it. When it was all over we were both a little bruised, but still standing. Two of the people who read my WIP as I write it, said it was the best yet. It also got me fixated on the ending. The things that I had to work through in this chapter directly effected how the story would end. I became so obsessed with the end that I ended up writing some of it. I believe these pages turned out to be the best I have written so far and I am super excited for people to read it. I just have to fill in the rest of the story first.

    By overcoming my block on this chapter I am no longer afraid that I can't do this. I will write this book. It may take me longer than I planned, but I will get it done. The story is inside me screaming to be let out. It so desperately wants to be heard. I'm the voice that it has chosen to tell it to and I will do my best to do it well. I will overcome all the obstacles that get in my way. In the end I will have fulfilled my dream of writing a novel.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

In Memory

    Earlier this week was the twelve year anniversary of my mother's death. After fighting kidney disease for most of her life, she lost the battle.

    My mom was sick most of her life. She was born with a congenital obstruction that ended up destroying her kidneys. By the time she was fourteen she had her first kidney transplant. During her lifetime she would have a total of four transplants. When she got pregnant with me the doctors told her to abort me because she, I, or possibly even both of us would probably die. She wouldn't listen though, she dreamed of being a mother. Although I was born almost three months early, there were no problems. Growing up she was always sick. I remember times when she was in failure, hoping and praying for the call that would say that she was getting a new kidney. I remember nights praying that my mother would make it through the night. When I became a nurse it got worse. Suddenly, I supposedly had all the answers and made the decisions. All the years of being in chronic renal failure had taken a major toll on her body. The final time she went into rejection her heart couldn't handle being on hemodialysis anymore and gave out. She was the first person I ever did CPR on.

    Why am I writing a blog about what a horrible life she had? To tell her story. To say that her illness is  not what defined her as a person. To remember her. She was so much more than someone with a chronic illness. She was my mom and my friend. She instilled great morals and values in me. She was my cheerleader. She always believed in me. Teaching me to go after my dreams no matter what they were. To fight for things you believe in and to never give up. She also taught me one of the most lessons, one that I try to teach my children. Although you have many people in your life that love you and will do anything for you. The only person who will truly be there for you for your WHOLE life, is you. Other people may leave or die, but you will always be there. You have to love yourself.

    She was able to see me graduate college and her first two grandchildren born before she died. I like to think that she battled out until she thought for sure I'd be okay. We had a heart to heart before she died and she told me that she wasn't afraid to die. It makes me feel better to know that she wasn't scared. She had a very rough life. I know she is in a much better place now. A place with no pain or suffering.

    Not a day goes by that I don't miss her. I very selfishly wish she was still here with me. I know if she was here with me she would be so proud of me and all that I've accomplished. I also know that she'd be my number one champion for writing this book. So when I finish my book, it will be dedicated to her. In honor of all the unconditional love and support she always gave me.


My mom a year before she passed away.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Time Management Smanagement

    Raise your hand if your busy. Who isn't these days? Our society makes it seem like if you're not multitasking, you're not doing enough. With everything we put on our figurative plates it's amazing anything gets done.
    I have a time management problem. I don't have enough of it. Between being a wife, mother, nurse, student, writer, and blogger it's amazing I get anything done. Thus the fact that I haven't written a blog in a while. My goal when I started this was at least one a week. Failed. When I started writing my novel my goal was for one chapter a week. Failed. My house is sometimes messy and sometimes I take my kids to McDonald's for dinner because I don't feel like cooking. So what! It doesn't mean I'm a failure. I am doing the best I can.
    I think that we all strive to be this perfect ideal person. Do they exist? In who's definition of perfect? I have a really good friend of mine who does this. She is a wonderful friend, mother, and wife; but, nothing she does in her eyes is ever good enough. When in reality she just needs to cut herself a little slack.
   I have to remember that. When I am feeling bad because I didn't get my blog done, a chapter written, or my house is a little messy. Sometimes you just do the best you can.


If you have a great time management tip or something that has helped you, please share it with me in the comments! I'd love to hear from you.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

IWSG #1- My Insecurities

    This is my first blog for the Insecure Writer's Support Group. I'm very excited to be apart of this group. Thank you to Alex for starting it. What a wonderful idea. If you'd like to check out his website here is the link: http://alexjcavanaugh.blogspot.com/p/insecure-writers-support-group.html

   I think that whenever you try something new it takes a great deal of courage, especially if it's something that you really want to succeed in. Writing is this to me.  I wanted to be a writer so bad, I dreamt about it all the time. When people asked me "if you could be anything, what would you be?" I would always answer a writer. What does a writer need to do well... write and that's what I'm afraid of.
    Throughout my elementary into my middle school years we moved a lot. What difference does this make? To anyone who's ever moved to other schools, especially those out of state, you know that they all teach things at different times. Sometimes there were huge gaps in the things that I learned, therefore I suck at spelling and sentence structure. I try my hardest I really do, but I just plain suck at it. (Just ask my "editor" Kelly) (and I did go to college too)  What writer doesn't know how to write?
   I am afraid I won't be good enough. That people will look at my writing and say, "She doesn't even know how to write properly, how could she possibly write a book." The last two weeks I came into a rough patch with my WIP (work in progress to those who don't know, I didn't a week ago.) I stalled on a chapter and couldn't write. Then I started doubting my ability, thinking why did I think that I could possibly write a book. I wasn't a writer, I was a nurse. Where did I get off trying to pretend I was something I wasn't. I had to tell myself repeatedly that I could. The few people who have read my WIP also have been invaluable in their support and encouragement. Also, in the two weeks that I have been blogging and on twitter I have meet so many wonderful encouraging people.
    We all have self doubts and insecurities, I believe it's how we deal with them that says the most about us.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Going Through Writing Withdrawl

   I have barely written anything for the last two weeks. It's driving me crazy! All of my previous chapters have practically written themselves. They pretty much flowed out of my fingers into the computer; however, not this one. This chapter is kicking my butt, and therefore I have been procrastinating a bit. Okay, not a bit a lot. I am going though serious writing withdrawal. I feel like a part of me is missing.
   Ever since I started writing this book, it's been easy for me. It was as if someone was whispering the story in my ear, telling me what to write. I could easily sit down and write a chapter at a time. My only enemy was time, not having enough.
   Then I reach this chapter, my nemesis. It's not an emotional scene by any means. It, at surface level, isn't even an important one. It should be a super easy one to write. Until you look underneath, you see it's a strategical scene. The decisions I make for this next chapter will ultimately dictate the ending of the book. Maybe that's why I keep finding other reasons not to write. Or, maybe I am starting to doubt my abilities.
   Well, no longer! I will not be a slave to a chapter. I can always go back and rewrite. So tonight, I am pushing through. It will be written. Wish me luck.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

A Dream Within a Dream

    One day, about four months ago, I was lying in bed. I was having a hard time falling asleep. Somewhere in the state between awareness and sleep I began to see a movie. Only, this was no movie I had ever seen on TV. While lying there, I saw a whole scene play out in front of me. As I drifted off to sleep, it played over and over, becoming more and more real. When I woke up the next morning, I remembered the whole thing.
    It was a scene in which a normal girl has an incident that changes her whole life. The life she knew was over and she has to become something else. This scene completely consumed me for weeks. It was all I could think about. Repeating over and over, expanding and gaining a life of its own. I began to write it down to get it out of my head. Here it was, that scene, the first chapter of my book.
    Just following a dream, has two meanings for me. One, like I said in my first blog, it has always been a dream of mine to write a book, and two, the book began in a dream. I have read a lot of interviews of authors and a lot of them say their ideas have come to them in dreams. Is this when our creativity is the most open? When our minds are the most open? When we don't have the doubting and rationality to stop the imagination we had as children. When we can make up a world of our own, where anything can exist or happen that we want to. I find when I am having trouble knowing where my characters or the story is going, I lay in bed and let my mind wander and it usually comes to me.
    When we become older do we lose the part of us to "daydream" and just believe in miracles? Life is so serious when you get older, with responsibilities and duties, it doesn't leave a lot of room for frivilty. I have found that in my dreams. My book has become a cathartic release. Making me feel a hope and excitement that I haven't felt for a long time. I have never been a real creative person, or maybe I have, but just never channeled it till now. It's an exhilarating and scary feeling at the same time. Teaching me that it's never to late to go after your dreams.

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

My first blog ever

   So, I am sitting down to write my first blog and I'm feeling a lot of pressure. I want it to be witty, captivating, and funny. (Even though I'm not that funny in person.) I begin to really start stressing out about it. I can't think of a single thing to write. Starring at the blank page until my eyes go blurry. Finally, I say forget it. (Not really forget, a different word but you get the picture) It can be anything I want it to be or say anything I want it to say....because, it's MY blog.
   Who am I? My name is Jessica and for over the past 10 years I have been a nurse. When I'm not being a nurse, I am a mom to three beautiful children and wife to my wonderful husband.  In my spare time I LOVE to read. I can't even tell you how many books I have read in my lifetime, a lot. When I was in high school I got yelled at for reading in class. My kids still get mad at me 'cause I 'm reading when they are trying to tell me something.
     I have always had a dream of some day writing a novel. Then I could decide how it went, who lived and died, who fell in love with who, etc. When I was younger, I must have started about 50 of them, never getting past the first chapter. Never believing for one second that I could actually do it. Well, now I am.
    I decided to jump off the deep end and go after my dream. In the end it may never be published and only a handful of people may read it, but I'll have done it for me. I decided to blog about my adventure here. So, come along with me as I am just following a dream.