Thanksgiving Fun/An Update on Lucy's Legend

Well Thanksgiving was amazing. I don't even have anything else to add to that. It was just amazing.

Okay, I lied; I'm going to add to that. I loved having all of my siblings home. It's always a blast around our house when everyone is home. I was even coerced into playing one game this week. (If you don't already know, board games, card games, and things of that nature are not my forte. But my family can't live without them)

If you've never eaten a meal, dinner more specifically, with lots of different dishes and at least 8 people at the table, you have no idea what chaotic fun is. We had several of those, and it was insane. At one of those meals, the actual Thanksgiving Feast, I got into a "sword fight" (with forks) over a particular black olive with one of my brothers...and two more brothers joined in...and I did not get to eat that olive. I did however (this is somewhat gross, so don't read on if you'd rather not) in the process of desperately trying to save my olive while I was eating a pickle, snort said pickle up my nose. That hurts, let me tell you! I do not advise any of you to try that at home. You will regret it.

I did a lot of writing this week. Always In Shadow (Robin Hood #2) is coming along nicely. It is also officially the size of the first book...and we have a long ways to go. About the first book...I keep saying "in two weeks" or something along those lines to everyone who asks me. I feel like I am driving in a car with a bunch of children and I just keep saying "ten more minutes" no matter how long we have to go. I promise, this book does exist and it will be available to buy before 2015. That I know for certain. How soon it will be published is anyone's guess. I like to be optimistic and think it will happen very soon, but who knows? I will keep you posted. Right now, I'm in the very last stage of editing, (fingers crossed) and you will see the book before school is out. (I am done with school on the 13th, by the way). It will make a fantastic Christmas present at any rate! :)

Blessed

I saw a tiny one month old...

I held a sleeping four month old...

I snuggled with a one year old...

I read a book to a two year old...

A four year old declared she loved me...

As my evening progressed and the sounds of playing children surrounded me, I realized something.

Tonight...I have been blessed.

We Will Get There My Friends...

I realize blogging had been rather non-existent this month and I do apologize. I have just been excessively busy and excessively tired.

In the world of writing, I have been caught in up Sherwood once more. I know I was afraid that once I started college I would be too busy for writing, but really I've been writing a lot! :) Which makes me very, very happy. We're still in the seemingly never-ending process of publishing that first book...but we're getting close I think, so stay alert for any news on that. :) I'm going to go out on a limb and say be looking for Lucy's Legend-A Robin Hood story the week after Thanksgiving. It might be later than that, but it should be soon. I am on the edge of my seat, I don't know about you. Having this book published is like the culmination of all my dearest hopes and dreams. It's coming together and I'm bursting with joy....and dying of anticipation...

The second book in my Robin Hood series won't be coming out for at least six months, maybe longer (yes, I'm going to make you wait...) but while we wait...

Here's a little something to tide you over:

   The wave knocked Joan off her feet and Robin, who was holding onto her arm, went down after her. Much was able to grab hold of Robin’s other arm and held on for all he was worth.

   They were all three thrown right over the ship’s side. Robin grabbed the railing as they went over and held Joan tightly in his arms. Much’s grip slipped and he plunged into the icy water.

...I hope you'll all enjoy the book once it's published! :)

Not Too Busy For Blessings

I know I haven't blogged in over a week....sorry! I promise I have not fallen off the face of the earth. I'm just a college student, which should explain everything.

Seriously though, I had no idea I could be such a busy human being! Classes seem to last all day, and when I am not in class I'm working on some sort of homework, and if what I am doing is not school related it's probably work. (of course, work for me is babysitting, which is totally enjoyable!)

Life has been so crazy this semester. I feel like I am constantly going, going, going, and I never get a breath. I've only had two mental break downs because of stress, so on a whole I think we're doing well. :)

But through all of the constant doing, all the brain fogging schoolwork, the screaming children, the sleepless nights....I find myself enjoying every day. I love going to college. I love just being on campus. (Even though I was frozen today walking between classes...why, winter, just why?) I enjoy my classes, I get to see my friends...it's wonderful. And work isn't a bad thing either, because I adore little children!

I realize my life is filled to the brim....with blessings. :)

The craziness is going to step it up a notch I have no doubt, because I'm taking more hours next semester!

Grown-Up....Or Not.

There have been a lot of firsts this year, and it is starting to scare me.

I have a facebook.

I have a phone.

I have a credit card.

I have checks.

I'm going to college.

 

I am soon going to be a published author and earn money through my books.

I am learning how to drive.

Yet despite all this I feel like I am still a child, a child that has been thrust into this world of adulthood without her consent. 

Don't get me wrong, I love going to college. I love being able to communicate with my friends both through facebook and my phone. I enjoy driving. I absolutely love the fact that I am almost a published author. Yet somehow, some small part of me is dragging its feet. Why do I have to grow up? I still feel so, so young. I still want to be young. I still love my basket full of stuffed animals, I love having sleep overs for birthday parties, I love reading Peter Rabbit...I love being a kid. I still feel like I am a kid. I don't feel grown-up, and yet all these things are starting to happen around me and it's freaking me out.

I still feel like I look at the world through a different lens than anyone else. I still see things in my fanciful child-like ways. Honestly, I don't want that part to change. Ever. I know I may sometimes be simplistic and naive and young. I see good everywhere and the simplest things make me happy. I trust like you wouldn't believe...like a small child, who loves you instantly, no questions asked. But Jesus told us to come like little children, right? 

I don't know what I'm trying to get at here. I'm a little overwhelmed with "growing up" and I'm also coming to terms with who I am. The Gentle, The Child-Like. That's who I think I am. Maybe others see me differently though, I don't know.

I'm a little afraid of the "big" world out there, but I know God wants me to step out of my comfort zone and follow Him. And I know He'll lead me safely through the chaos.