What does honesty look like?

There are so many faces of honesty. I’ve always been so interested in this topic, especially researching the life of an unreliable narrator for my new book. And then I happened upon a New York Post article, and that kind of brutal honesty has to make you smile…(story below).

DEFINITION: An unreliable narrator is a narrator, whether in literature, film, or theatre, whose credibility has been seriously compromised. The reader/viewer often does not realize the unreliability until a contrast of the truth is shown by another character or event.

The dishonesty that seems to hurt the most is when you are not honest to yourself.

It’s amazing what we’ll do to protect ourselves sometimes, persevere, and move on. You see it all the time from fights between non-working women to working women, jobs, economy, even things like sleep. We try to convince ourselves that we don’t need it: we’re better off without it.

When people are so honest to the point that it puts them in a bad light, and their actions clearly were incorrect but they still choose to put it out there, whether to help others or just help themselves…I find that so refreshing.

Here is the New York Post article that made me smile. Obviously, I don’t condone his behavior, but it is hilarious.

http://nypost.com/2016/02/16/i-needed-weed-man-who-found-wallet-returns-license-not-cash/

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Living in the Today

It feels like every other day there is an awful shooting or act of terrorism. But sadly, I heard a stat that there have been more mass shootings than actual calendar days of the year so far.

I think it makes all of us feel helpless as we sit watching the news, hugging our family, not knowing how to protect them. My daughters are five and three years old, so they haven’t had to hear about all of this. But soon they will, and I worry they will fear for the future, like I sometimes do. And more than anything, it makes me sad that they will lose that sense of innocence.

San Bernardino two days ago, Paris the other day, Beirut, etc. It feels sad to even write “ETC.” but it goes on and on. I can’t help but wonder what the solution is, how do we handle this sadness, scariness, and evil that is everywhere today?

Last night I realized I needed to stop watching and start living.

  • We need to live in the today.
  • We need to stand tall for our beliefs.
  • We need to love our family and friends more.
  • We need to believe and act as though every day counts. 

And when these tragedies happen, we need to urge everyone around us to support each other and find a solution. All of our neighbors, family members, state and national government should be held accountable for keeping each other safe. There’s a grave disconnect with mental illness and the constant threat of terrorism, and we need to figure out how to identify these issues and stop them before they happen. How can we live in such a progressive country, yet be afraid to send our kids to school?

I hope that you will find strength in something in your life, and hold onto that the next time tragedy hits.

In the meantime, live and love deeply.

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Let’s Fly

I have a quote on my desk that makes me smile. I originally printed it, to give it to my girls, but it hasn’t made it off my desk.

(I do plan to get a better print and frame it for them.)

But the sentiment is so important. It’s just that daily reminder that we need to get out there and give it a shot.

“What if I fall?

Oh, my darling, what if you fly?”

So today, I say…go for it! And don’t forget to remind your friends and family too!

 

 

#777 Challenge Accepted – “American Honey”

Christi R. Suzanne tagged me for the #777challenge. We met through an eye-opening author class at the Attic Institute with Whitney Otto in Portland. Since then, a few of us have stuck together to become great writing, critiquing, and commiserating friends.

Check out her stuff and her novel MORT ADDENDUM…you’ll never look at Kool-Aid ever the same! Follow her at @christirsuzanne.

The goal of the 777 challenge is to share seven lines from page seven of your manuscript, then tag seven more writers.

This excerpt comes from my finished novel, AMERICAN HONEY (currently looking for representation).

AMERICAN HONEY is women’s fiction weaving together a journey in two timelines about coming-of-age, leaving your past behind, and then recapturing it.

American Honey

So on to the next, I challenge friends from The Writer’s Voice, Pitch to Pub and Query Kombat!

Role model

In the wake of the recent Josh Duggar news, I couldn’t help but feel a little sad that there was news that his wife, Anna, would likely stay with him. It’s not that we all don’t have our issues, we do. But molestation (of your own family) and participating in an infidelity site, is no small potatoes.

But more so than anything, I feel for her children, her girls.

She should be setting an example that no one should ever put up with that type of disgrace or pain, over and over again. Everyone should have the right to choose, but choose by identifying if those actions and character are something you want to share with your own kids.

I look at my daughters and I will continue to bend over backwards to make sure that they fight for what they want, always keep learning, and be proud of their accomplishments. Never, would I tell them that they’re not worth it; that a relationship, while not good, is good enough; that they should just deal with the pain if their significant other commits a crime/hurts them emotionally/etc. But allowing that type of behavior is similar to condoning it, and what kind of example is that.

Don’t get me wrong, she may decide it’s best to stay with Josh in the end, and that’s her choice. But I want her to show the girls of today that she is strong enough to stand tall, to take a step back away from Josh, his large, persuasive family, and the media to make up her own decision. I want her to call the shots, not cower in the corner. I want her to push him to take responsibility and if she decides to give him a third (whichever number it is) shot, then it has to be on her terms. More than anything, I want her to tell the world that she is fighting for the life she and her kids deserve to live.

I want our girls of today and tomorrow to know they deserve the right to stand up for themselves, because they’re worth it.

What is a super mom anyway?

If we’re connected on Twitter, you’ll see my description says:

Author of American Honey, PR Strategist…wife, super_mom and always in search of a good book, glass of wine or some sunshine. 

I’ve had friends ask…what is a super mom anyway? Nine times out of ten, they say they are far from anything super.

Here’s the secret, I am too! But we gotta stick together.

I am a mom to two rambunctious and adorable girls, 2 1/2 and 4 1/2 years old, and sometimes, I feel that they are the ones corralling me.

Life gets busy, with work, family, friends and activities, to say the least, but you know what…what makes you a super mom is the fact that you try.

You know what will make you an even better mom?

Showing your daughter what inspires you, excites you and makes you grow. These are all the things we feel bad doing in the moment because they take us away. For example: work, hobbies, exercise, music, etc. But they are watching and they love seeing you accomplish something important too.

I just read something to my older daughter today that said, “I am strong because I’ve been weak. I am fearless because I’ve been foolish…”

Because I want her to know that it’s the mistakes that make us stronger. 

That’s how I feel as a super mom. If you’re making mistakes, you’re learning. And that means you’re trying.

With love,

From one super mom to another!

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Irrational Sweet Tooth

It’s true. I’ve tried having a talk with it, to tell it that we can’t keep doing this. This, making and eating of desserts all the time.

But I have an irrational sweet tooth.

Yesterday, I gave in. I made Dulce de Leche to put into Dulce de Leche Doughnuts and mini bundt cakes. Yes, you heard me right.

Dulce de Leche

I started brewing the Dulce de Leche and the house started to smell like MmmmmmM. My daughter even said so.

I was tempted to just lick it up right there, and believe me, I “tested” it. But I used that ooey goodness to fold into the doughnut mixture I was creating. Hey, but I baked them, that’s healthy right?

Since I didn’t make enough Dulce (more ended up in our bellies), we had to suffice for a chocolate topping. The sprinkles are courtesy of my girls.

And I always say it was worth the trouble, the mess and the calories. Best part, you know every ingredient that you’ve put into it.

Bon Appetit!

Dulce de Leche Doughnuts

I wish I had a donkey…

General Electric (GE) took over Twitter today with an new campaign, Invention Donkey. He’s a mini, real tiny donkey, and quite the sarcastic little fellow.

He can grant any invention wish and I can’t help but think of so many things we need to invent…

See the video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2C0zVXHB9sU or check out GE on Twitter.

What would you invent?

I think I’d start with curing a number of diseases. Cancer, Autism, Multiple Sclerosis, Cerebral palsy, ALS…basically anything that hurts a child or takes our friends or family away from us.

So how do we find this invention donkey? Remember he’s tiny.

GE Invention donkey

Image via GE

The Simple Things

I never expected how much I’d enjoy seeing the wonderment in my children’s eyes when they see something they like. These little kiddos are the perfect example (most of the time!!) of pure love and excitement. The thing that’s so amazing about watching through their world, is that they are so excited about the smallest, most simple things.

It makes you take a step back and just enjoy that moment with them.

A few weeks ago we went to visit friends in California and were able to go to Disneyland. While Disneyland is a kid’s dream, these girls got so very excited at the site of a parade or a special wand or a lollypop. Their jaws dropped open with pure awe and excitement.

If I could just channel some of that and just enjoy some of the simple things…

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