Cover Reveal!

I am so thrilled to reveal the cover for my upcoming release Winter Queen (The Winter Queen Series, #1)! When I was putting together my thoughts on how I wanted the cover for this first fantasy novel of mine, I knew it would be complicated. I worried that we wouldn’t be able to do exactly what I wanted.

Imagine how happy I was when the cover designer completely met my expectations and created a cover that is perfect! It’s what I asked for and far more beautiful than I thought it would be.

So, without further delay, here is the cover for Winter Queen!!!

Winter Queen

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Big Announcement!

Are you ready for a new book? Ready to curl up in your favorite blanket with a steaming cup of hot chocolate to read a tale of ice and magic?

Then you’re ready for my upcoming new release The Winter Queen! 🙂

The Winter Queen was something I wrote just for fun when I was in a writing slump. I never thought it would go anywhere beyond something I would look back on and enjoy for myself. Its journey has been incredible to watch! I never imagined it coming as far as it has. Which, of course, makes its publication all the more special!
Coming Soon WQ...3  The Winter Queen has been planned as a series of books about three young princesses attempting to take back their father’s throne in the midst of the coming winter storm. It follows not only their loyalty and love for one another, but the lives of all the people around them who love them in return. It is the first project I’ve worked on with SO many POVs, which makes it difficult to write.

Filled with magic, fairies, and mysterious dragon people, The Winter Queen series is probably the most intricate and complicated story I’ve ever written. Because when you’re dealing with so many different places and mystical cultures in one, long story, leaving the littlest detail out isn’t an option. Then, when you mix in magic … well, you discover it might also be the most fun you’ve had writing in a while. 😉

FrostlingsThe best part of this, was discovering everything this book could be. When The Winter Queen was one of three finalists in the ACFW First Impressions Contest in 2014, I was stunned. When it was offered a contract for publication, I was ecstatic. It made me realize this book could actually be something more than just some private entertainment for myself. It could actually make other people smile too and I wanted that more than anything.

So, who is the Winter Queen? Who are these three princesses of the land called Nfaros? What are Frostlings? Where do the dragon people dwell?

Interested yet? 😉

Check out the blurb for The Winter Queen on Goodreads, here. Oh, and don’t forget to add it to your to-read shelf!

Questions People Ask Because I’m …

There are many reasons people ask me the questions they do. Because I’m a new author. Because I’m almost 25 and still single. Because I believe in God, love Jesus, and consider myself a Christian but am currently between churches. Because, to a lot of people, it doesn’t seem like I have very many friends, no matter how big a friends list I have on Facebook. Because I’m an introvert and don’t mind telling you why.

Does it bother me when people ask me, frankly, intrusive questions? No, not really. I don’t mind. Does it, after a while, get a little tiring? Maybe, but I won’t complain. Let’s just say there is one question I get asked A LOT, which will probably end up being my main focus in this post.

In about a month I’m going to turn 25. The question I most often get asked?

“Are you in a relationship yet?” 

Does it bother me? Well, to a certain point I think it would bother anyone who is almost 25 and hasn’t met someone special yet. Do I understand why people ask me? Honestly? Not really. I don’t think I’m walking around with a sign hanging about my neck that says ‘I’m lonely and want a relationship. I’m almost 25 so why hasn’t it happened yet?’

I learned something about myself a long time ago and I kept it under wraps.

I’m not upset that I’m single. I’m actually pretty happy and content with it right now and have been very happy and content with it for several years.

Now this might not seem like a huge revelation to some of you. But to others, it probably is. I grew up under the impression that being in a relationship was very important for a girl anywhere from the ages of 18 to 21. When I passed the age of 21 with no relationship in sight, my self-esteem plummeted … for about two minutes.

I think that’s why the question gets tiring after a while. People put too much emphasis on the importance of it. Do I think they want me to be happy? Of course! People who ask me that question love me, I know that. But I think what gets to me is the idea that they think I’m NOT happy right now. The phrase: “We just want you to be as happy as we are” can be very … irritating. I feel like rolling my eyes and shrieking, “What makes you think I’m unhappy where I am?!?!” instead of my usual tight-lipped smile and whispered, “Thanks, I understand.”

Now, this is not an attack. Like I said, I’ve been asked this question by people who love me and want the best for me. I think the issue is more that a lot of people think they know what’s best for me. Because they think they know me. I’ve talked about this before I think. I’m the best introvert I know. I’m a one on one person. You put me in a crowd, I’ll shrink and won’t say a word. You put me at a picnic table in a wide open space with only four other people, you might not be able to shut me up.

My point? I had to learn there was nothing wrong with me because I’m still single. There’s nothing wrong with who I am. I’m the best me there is and that makes me a unique person with things to say and contribute. Yes, I’m quiet, introverted and a lot of times prefer my comfort zone. That doesn’t mean I won’t take a chance and step out of it once in a while. In the right situation, I will.

I’ve always found that finding what you want out of life is more successful when you pursue the things that make you happy. Don’t be desperate; don’t be pushy. Be happy with yourself and that will shine through. Don’t let anyone make you think that you should’ve been in a relationship by now. That will only feed your own self doubt.

Since I was a teenager, I’ve been saying that I want someone to fall for me for me and not for what I made myself based on what others thought I should be. I think that’s what I’m finally applying to my life now. I’m not hiding behind a mask and I’m being honest about how I feel, what I think, and what I believe. My faith and love are a beautiful thing and, one day, I hope someone special will want to jump in this crazy life with me.

Until that day comes, I’m going to be so very happy with my life. Because there’s nothing missing in it. Last year, my first dream came true and I look forward to many more coming true in the near future. This is only the beginning.

Hopefully, this post answers that frequent question in the best way possible. Thanks for stopping by today. 🙂

It’s A Wonderful Life

Merry Christmas, everyone!

As we have been approaching this most blessed and wonderful of holidays, there has been something on my mind.

Traditions.

There are so many of them, for so many different people. From the kind of dinner that is served, to the way the tree is decorated, to the movies we watch, there are different traditions for different people. One of those traditions, in my house, is watching the movie It’s a Wonderful Life.

Whether we watch it a few days before, the day before, or the day of Christmas, we always manage to put it on for Christmas. But I started wondering … why? It’s a Wonderful Life is defined as a Christmas movie because of the way it ends: on Christmas Eve. But the message in the story is much clearer. So I would challenge that it’s not so much the holiday that makes a movie a Christmas movie, but what we learn from it.

It’s a Wonderful Life deals with so many real issues in life. From financial struggle, to denying our inner most desires in an act of selflessness, to a generosity beyond a poor man’s normal capacity. Not only that, but it reveals to us that we do have angels on our shoulders, even when we do not feel worthy or even truly believe it.

What makes It’s a Wonderful Life a Christmas movie? Well, it starts in the beginning, really. Barely fifteen minutes into the movie I always find myself in tears. Why? Because of young George Bailey and Mr. Gower. What compelled George Bailey to embrace Mr. Gower, even after the man had hit him? Was it only because Mr. Gower was grieving over the loss of his son? Only because of the near-fatal mistake he’d almost made? No, I would say it wasn’t. Young George Bailey already knew, deeply in his heart, that Mr. Gower was a good man, who would never intentionally do anything to harm another human being. It was Young George’s unconditional, irrevocable, immeasurable love that made him embrace a man who’d just hit him in the head so hard his ear bled. He understood, even in his youth, what grief could do and how a gesture of love and kindness could heal. Even if it was only a hug from a little boy.

And what about young adult George? The adventurous young man who wanted a BIG suitcase to carry with him all across the world. He was a young man with big plans and he swore nothing and no one would get in his way. Yet, at the first sign of trouble in his family and their business, George not only gave up his dreams, he gave those dreams to his little brother. An act of selflessness so rarely seen in anyone. And by doing so, he would touch more lives than he could possibly imagine.

As we continue to follow the story of this extraordinary man into adulthood, married life, and fatherhood, we discover that this man who thinks he has so little, truly has everything in the world. And, in his darkest hour, God even sends an angel to show him what his kindness, love, and generosity has done to shape his world and every person he ever came in contact with.

This is what makes It’s a Wonderful Life a Christmas movie. Though he didn’t realize it, George Bailey expressed the true meaning of Christmas throughout his entire life, throughout every year, not just during the season. In subtle depiction of a life well-lived, George Bailey showed what Christ would want of us, not just as we celebrate His birth, but all year round.

That said, let us strive to embrace those that hurt us, comfort those who treat us badly, love those who persecute us, and pray for those who desert us. For this is what God wishes for our lives.

A life well-lived.

A wonderful life.

Merry Christmas! God bless 🙂

Ladies & Gentlemen, It’s a BOOK!!

It’s here everyone!

Today is the official release day for The Lost Generation: A Novel of World War I! My debut novel is now available on Amazon in both Kindle and Paperback edition!

As you can imagine, I am so very excited! I’ve been waiting a very long time for this; imagining what it would be like to have a book published and to (hopefully) touch people with my stories. When I first wrote The Lost Generation I had this feeling, deep down, that this was it. This was the story I would share with readers first. I was right. 🙂

The Lost Generation was born through a series of events. From comments made in my home to my own respect for the men and women who have fought and sacrificed so much for our country, this book came alive. I wanted to express not only what the generation of 1914 went through on the battlefield, but what the families who were left behind experienced as well. We see this war through the eyes of six people, each with a different perspective on how it plays out.

I am so blessed to be able to share this story with you now! I truly hope you enjoy my debut novel! (Perhaps even enjoy it enough to rate it and write a review on Amazon or Goodreads …) 😉

You can purchase The Lost Generation: A Novel of World War I Here

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Why I ‘Acknowledge’ Halloween

Recently, I was doing research on Halloween. I recalled hearing about such things as Mischief Night etcetera either from films I’d watched or books I’d read. I thought it might be interesting to incorporate some of these old traditions into one of my books. Unfortunately, Mischief Night was no longer in practice during the time period I was working on at the time but with a new story idea, I realized I might have a place for some of these more ancient traditions.

As I began my research again, it started me thinking about why I acknowledge Halloween. I’ve met many people with many opinions on Halloween. I’ve met people who celebrate it with all its drama and creepiness. I’ve met people who darken their windows and lock their doors, hiding away from the holiday altogether. Then I’ve met people who sort of shrug and say ‘eh, I can take it or leave it’. But now I’m going to talk about why I choose to acknowledge Halloween.

When I was little, we celebrated Halloween all the time. I’d dress up as my favorite disney princess and we’d go trick or treating around our old neighborhood on Long Island. We knew all of our neighbors and they loved to see what my sister and I dressed up as every year. I remembered it as being fun; a time when I would be given candy for merely say “Trick or Treat!”. It was a game. Fun. Innocent.

As I grew up, things started to change. As my family’s religious views changed, so did our views on things like Halloween. We stopped dressing up, stopped trick or treating, or even thinking about going to Halloween parties. Though, I’d say the ‘masquerade’ parties we’d go to were pretty much Halloween parties. We just couldn’t call them that.

Now, let me make something perfectly clear. Everyone is entitled to their own opinions and belief. I am, in no way, trying to belittle what someone may or may not believe. That is not my goal here. I am merely expressing my own opinion and experience in this area.

There was one thing that my family never did. One thing my mother never allowed. We would never turn away kids who came to our door giggling and shouting ‘Trick or Treat!’. We always had candy ready for the little ones who showed up at our door dressed as bumble bees or princesses or super heroes. We even had candy for the older kids who showed up as zombies or vampires. Just because we weren’t dressing up, didn’t mean that we would punish kids for what we believed.

As the years past, I think my whole family began to realize that there really wasn’t anything wrong with dressing up, having a little fun, and calling the day Halloween. One thing that I personally began to realize was that we were punishing ourselves for the mistakes in the past. Isn’t looking toward the future about changing what happened in the past? Halloween is only about devil worship if you make it that way. For me? It’s just a cute little holiday when I get to give out free candy to kids dressed in cute little outfits. And, if I choose to dress up, then there’s nothing wrong with that either.

In fact, I went to work this year dressed as a 1920s vampire. No joke. You can check my Facebook profile for pictures. I really went for it too! Red eyes, fangs, and dark red lip stain. And you know what? I had SO much fun! There was nothing ‘demonic’ about my outfit. If anything, it was a mockery. Because guess what? It was all make believe!! There is nothing wrong with dressing up as make believe things and having a little fun.

But my opinion on dressing up aside, there’s one more thing I wanted to talk about. I could never understand why people chose to turn away trick or treaters. It kind of hurts my heart to think about it. I’ve never actually asked anyone why they do that, and honestly, I don’t want to because the answers will probably be a little bit weak in my opinion. I can’t even imagine locking my door and turning out all my lights to make the little kids walking by in pretty pink princess outfits, or dressed as Iron Man or Captain America think I’m not home. I never understood the harm in giving these children a Kit Kat or M&Ms.

The point of this little rant? I’ve come a LONG way from the person I once was. The person who just did something because someone else told me it was right and God would be happy with me for it. What I have realized? God isn’t proud of me for shutting out kids who are just trying to have some fun and–most likely–get a stomach ache from eating too much candy. 😉 Be loving. Be a light. It’s kindness that wins hearts over to God. Spoiling a child’s innocent fun isn’t showing God’s love. Show His love by going to your door tonight with a big smile and a bowl full of candy. Trust me, there’s so much joy in seeing the sparkle in their eyes. 🙂

Happy Halloween!