
I will not conform to the norm…
Here, have a cookie…


I will not conform to the norm…
Here, have a cookie…


Today we shall go on the hunt for the elusive Fluffy Pillow!
We must be very careful not to make any sudden movements or loud sounds, so as not to scare all the fluff out of them!
Have a wonderful day, everyone!
Hugs

Since Jesus always eats at my table, I’m confident that no invitation is necessary, any longer. I did, in fact, invite him to my table when I was seventeen, and he is always there for the dinner bell, like the faithful one that He is!
With that being said, who is left for me to invite into my RV for supper?
I would not bother inviting anyone of political importance, as they would only eat my food and ask for my vote!
I would not invite any religious icon or television evangelist, as they’re only looking for what I can offer them, in service. Once you’re saved, apparently, you become exempt from needing the churches help, in my personal experience. God’s got you, right?!
I’m running out of candidates fast!
Perhaps, if I do as Jesus did, and does, I would take my hosted dinner, if you will, and carry it to those who are too tired to come to me!
I would fill my RV with every manner of delicious and nutritious food, a pantry full of bathroom supplies and clean clothes, and full sets of camping gear to be handed out. All I can think of to do for others, is that which I cannot currently do for them.
Just sayin…
Here, have a cookie…


Sooooooooooooo………. Yesterday, I finished my book!!!
Yahoo!!!!!
Zippity Doo Dah Day!!!
AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
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Ok!
Now that I got all that out of my system, I’m ready to get back to it! It’s time to do my first read through, looking for gaps, loose threads, and other things needing a bit of love.
I’m actually as excited for this part as I would be to read a new book off the shelf! It has taken me nearly a year to fully write this story, so I haven’t seen the beginning for some time.
Honestly, the hard part is over… at least it feels like it!
To be perfectly honest with you, I’m not sure how I feel right now. One minute I feel amazing, completing the first volume of a very large series, with clear skies ahead! Then I think, what if I’m a one and done? What if I get to Volume II and can’t see the story as clearly as the first?
Then I move to the business side of things, daydreaming that a publisher just walks up to my RV and knocks on the door… of course we want your book, ma’am, we’ve simply been waiting with barely contained excitement!
While the odds of that happening anytime soon, aren’t anything I would head to the race track with… a girl can dream, can’t she?
All I know to do, at this point, is to edit the bananas out of the book so that feel better prepared to stand my ground, when I deal with publishers and their editing and illustration departments. I fully expect grammatical edit work, in fact, I’m looking forward to someone else proofing that for me, because I’m not above poorly spelled words and/or going comma crazy, at times.
Anyway, no matter how things play out from here, I know deep in my heart that God is proud of my work, watching over and helping me, as I wrote the whole thing! If God is smiling over this story then I feel pretty comfortable sharing it with the world. My confidence and happiness are not contingent on the success of this book!
Anything beyond pleasing God is a bonus, or a happy accident, if you want to call it that! What I truly want is for the reader to see the world I see, and enjoy a beautiful adventure no matter their age or ideals… that’s it! I’m fairly certain that I will have accomplished that, by the time this book is ready to be printed.
We shall see… we shall see…

It seems that as I age, colors become brighter, sounds more melodious, and feelings become so much more palpable!
My nights are full of vivid dreams to chase, while in my waking hours, my eyes see exciting adventures, one right after another. My vision is constantly filled with epic hero’s and gentle love stories, at every turn.
I can’t help it! It just seems to happen all on its own, without any help on my part!
If I set my mind to it, I can pull up an adorable short story, or even a funny anecdote, in the blink of an eye!
Inside this brain is an imagination think tank of enormous proportions, kicking out one thing after another. It’s a full time job trying to record and keep track of all the differing adventures.
Maybe I’m just turning senile, but it feels like the older I get, the more stories begin to fuel themselves, without my assistance. I think that once a character has been developed in my mind, they seem to take on a life of their own, becoming independent of who I thought they might become.
So, I sit in front of my computer ever single day, emptying out all of the adventures that are constantly hammering at the back of my brain. Feeling so much better once I can see the words written down on the screen before me, I enjoy some well needed rest. It doesn’t last too long though, and by the next day my brain is already full again!
Honestly, I don’t mind at all! The writing simply makes me feel alive, and I anticipate that it shall do so, until God calls me home. Now don’t you guys and gals feel so lucky!
And…. the added bonus is that with each passing day, my cookies get better and better!
Just sayin…
Here, have one…


Finally, we find ourselves here, my friend, ready to sail once more…

While it’s really none of anyone’s business, as to the exact time I wake and sleep, I will say that I finally did wake from a very long sleep, nearly two years ago. I’ve no intention of laying back down!
My eyes were closed to so many important things, for the majority of my earthly life. My childhood was incredibly painful and difficult, leaving me no choice but to shut my eyes, long before I’d ever become an adult. I refused to open them, for fear of the nightmares I’d endured. I think it’s like that for many others, as well as myself.
It’s never easy to open ones eyes in the midst of painful memories, or while experiencing heartache, but it is possible, I’m sure of it!
If I was able to wake from my nightmares, to walk into life and light… then I think this is possible for others, as well.
To anyone still struggling with their own nightmares, I pray they remember these things,
You are never alone!
You are so very loved!
There IS life after the nightmare’s!
When you’re ready to wake up and walk forward, God is right there to give you a hope and a future!
God was there all along, but I just wasn’t able to see him because my eyes were closed.
Here, have a cookie…


Eustace is in the copier room with his ice bucket, for anybody that wants to join him. There’s plenty of room…
It’s a big bucket!

I’m gonna make like a scarecrow and use my brain! In any manner that one employs to increase comfort in one’s life, it requires the power of the mind.
The world around us continues to go round and round, regardless of how comfortable we wish to feel about it. Good, bad, happy, sad… the only strategy one can use to increase comfort, would be how they process, accept and cope with the reality of their daily life.
We each get just one life, one chance to exist on this planet, and what we do with what we have is all that will remain, in the end.
Choose belief… choose faith, love, and goodness in all things!
As it says in Romans 12: 2,
“Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is — his good, pleasing and perfect will.”
Here, have a cookie…


If I could spend the day soaking in a vat of iced coffee, that would suit me just fine!