Putting The Thorn Before The Flower

I wish I could copy and print this and post it on my wall so I could read it every day and stop whining about my inadequacies. Reblogged from https://kristeennicolegillooly.wordpress.com

Kristeen Nicole Gillooly

As I sit here, I lay in a hospital bed. Alone. It’s 9pm on a Tuesday night, and my husband has to wake up early to get the kids to school.

There are a myriad of emotions I’m experiencing right now. Lonely. Helpless. Emotionally drained and overwhelmed at the same time. I’m still in shock about how I have gotten to this point. If you read my last post, you will remember I was fearless then. That was before I met with the pulmonologist.

I haven’t gotten any better. This is the stress I have been dealing with, the pain that has caused me to cry so much in the last week. But in the end, the consistent inability to breathe is what landed me in the emergency room. For months I’ve been wondering at what point someone would hospitalize me. After not being able to catch my breath for…

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The Witness Trees of The American Civil War

History. What a fantastic tribute to the heartbreak, devastation, and healing of and from the wars of our great land. Many thanks to the photographer, and also to alk3r for sharing. Reblogged from https://alk3r.wordpress.com



Across the United States there are hundreds and thousands of trees that have stood around for many centuries and bore witness to the history in that area. Some of these trees were present during key events in American history like the Civil War battles. Historians call these trees “witness trees”.

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Fearless In The Midst of The Storm

The song lyrics read: “When you’re up against a struggle that shatters all your dreams, and your hopes have been cruelly crushed. . .Praise the Lord.” This post is the testimony of someone who is going through pain unimaginable to most of us, and she is finding her strength and her peace in the Lord Jesus Christ. Reblogged from https://kristeennicolegillooly.wordpress.com

Kristeen Nicole Gillooly

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It seems like this year has been storm after another for me, and the one thing that always remains is pain. And sickness. And more pain. And more sickness. It’s enough to tire a person out.

I have talked about my struggles with chronic pain this year but then I fell silent. I’ve been quiet for quite some time for a very good reason. I was diagnosed with pneumonia in June, and still getting over it.

Coughing for three straight months will challenge anyone. Coughing to the point of vomiting and breathlessness is another thing entirely. I really thought I had whooping cough. I just couldn’t see how I could still have pneumonia after antibiotics and 2 rounds of prednisone.

I should say that I was quite surprised to learn I was so sick in the first place. I was weaning off all of my medications, something I knew God would call…

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Write Better Books – Storytelling: Filtered or Unfiltered?

#Writing. Great advice about keeping the reader in mind, and not being intrusive in your writing. Reblogged from https://danalatorre.ccom

Dan Alatorre

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You get a note from a critique partner or editor friend that says, “Cut this filter.”

And you are like, Huh? What?

What’s a filter?

Filters are stuff you write that takes us out of the Main Character’s head for a nanosecond. Usually they aren’t needed. You don’t say to yourself, “I notice it’s raining.” It just rains.


When I came out of the store, I noticed it was raining.


When I came out of the store, the rain was coming down in sheets.

“I noticed” is the filter. We – the readers – are “I.” We notice whatever the MC notices, feels what she feels, etc. Saying I noticed in a story is like narrating to yourself in real life. Vagrants on New York City street corners do that, not your character.

I saw

I felt

I noticed

Your story is more reader-centric and…

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Sandia Mountain on the Turquoise Trail

This was an incredible excursion for us flat-landers. The mountains we're used to are the Blue Ridge in the Virginias and Carolinas. Average elevation there is around 4,000 feet. The mountains in New Mexico average double that and sometimes more. Sandia Mountain, so named for its rosy colored granite on the western face (not on … Continue reading Sandia Mountain on the Turquoise Trail

Excerpt from “Frienemies” Chapter Twenty-Five

Fawn was shaking and sobbing. Where were the gods of her ancestors who were supposed to protect her? She had taken her fetish with her. Maybe she should have left it home so it would have done its job. Where was Nana’s white God? If he was so powerful, why did he let this happen? … Continue reading Excerpt from “Frienemies” Chapter Twenty-Five