To celebrate the hullabaloo and vast amount of great things happening during September with Awakening Foster Kelly, for the entire month my book will be available for purchase on the Nook, iPad, and Kindle for $3.99!
Happy Reading, my friends!
I can hardly believe how quickly the time is drawing near. My toes are tingling just thinking about it. My book, available for purchase, with an actual, tangible date. . . . Gone is the mercurial “it should be available … Continue reading
If you’re not actively searching for them, great things very near to you are easy to miss. Last night while driving through a neighboring city, I was fortunate to catch the beginnings of the full moon rising; that yellow fingernail … Continue reading
A very appreciative thank you to all of our service men and women, to all those who have sacrificed time with their families so we could safely enjoy ours. And to the ones who have fallen, you are never forgotten.
I was raised with a certain regard toward etiquette and decorum. I have my step-mother to thank for this. My father, though a cultured and refined man, is a born and bred Missouri boy, and he likely wouldn’t haven’t instilled the more urbane principles as a part of his child’s upbringing. It was my step-mother who, by way of example and instruction, taught me that a lady knows which side of the plate the knife and spoon belongs; that when hosting a gathering, she will wait until every single one of her guests have been served and seated before taking a bite of food. And should the occasion merit gifts, she always shows her appreciation and gratitude by sending out hand-written note. no more than a week later.
We are a people easily inspired.
Should we be in the mood for something to encourage or uplift, it seems we need not exert ourselves beyond the click of a button. Pictures, music, clothing, food — it’s all there for our immediate access. In youth, inspiration is somewhat of a capacious, ethereal thing; it changes and morphs as rapidly as we do. Chance encounters, unfortunate circumstances, a generous accolade, a supportive parent — these experiences mold, shape, and respectively define what we consider to be inspirational.
What I find exceptionally grand is how, such as a match beneath brush, inspiration can ignite us, propel us upward and onward, all toward something that was otherwise not thought possible or attainable. Haven’t we all seen how even the unlikeliest of candidates found his or or her way after being “inspired” by a person, place, moment or thing. Truth be told – and this shall be expanded upon in the dedication of Awakening Foster Kelly — I am only a writer only because my husband called me one first. I was given the name Cara at birth, the name Olsen in marriage, and the name writer by someone who saw something in me I never would have seen myself. True story.
For the most part, however, as we grow older, our successes and failures begin to outline a future; our goals align, usually, with what we are capable of achieving. Depending on what gifts we do or do not possess, our innate predilections, and the resources available to us, we will pursue our goals with alacrity, so long as there is enough reason and justification to do so.
Now, of course, there are those dauntless sorts who see steep snowy peaks as welcome challenge and benighted fathomless depths as great adventure; I am not one of these amalgams, though I am very much inspired by you. Write a blogpost and bring back pictures, please. Thank you.
I was inspired by something — or rather, I should say someone – this morning. But before I introduce you to a man you might already know of, I thought I would leave you with a few pictures that I imagine many of you, being the impassioned, focused, dedicated people you are, will endorse with pleasure and agreeability. Hopefully.