the Life and Times of Miss Madison

Over 8 years ago, my father passed away. It was a sweet release. but there was some aspect of him that we missed. The three of us had to adjust and call upon people who could help us. We haven't gone to Glad Tidings Church yet but after we did,  some of the staff and members of church helped us for awhile. My sister and I still had a mother and some security. We still believe  our dreams could come true. My sister and I were foolish, even our mother. We didn't convince her to have a life insurance plan because we all believed we would live until Jesus comes. We didn't even seek a POA for our mother because our minds were still wrapped in our father's death. Soon after he died, we noticed a change in mom. It wasn't too significant and we thought it was normal. Mom had been forgetting. We sent her to the store and she comes back with the wrong item and or she forgot something. Later, we noticed that cookies were missing. My sister and  I don't eat them much so we

Why can't people see where I am coming from? It is because they have never been in our shoes. It is hard to have another perspective. Mom has been there for us while my father was alive. She has always been on our side. So why can't I give back? It is because unlike many, I never had wings to fly. Growing up, my father didn't raise us the way he should? While my classmates  got cars, we still had bicycles. It wasn't that se were poor. My father had a good job. It was the consequences of his decision that made us poor. He quit his job and started working for the IRS. This job didn't last long and soon ended up being a  fuller brush man. Many people never saw the side of him that we saw. My own relatives wouldn't believe me. He didn't physically abuse us. he  just decided that after we graduated from high school. we were on our own.  We still had no car. My sister tried to get her license. My father was a terrible teacher and scared her both to stop trying

Ever since I published Baby Blues, my whole life changed and I am not sure for the better. It didn't seem like no one shared my joy. Although during the writing process people couldn't wait to read my book, the excitement died down once my release party began.  And the reviews slowly poured and stopped at  number three leaving with poor  rating average.  Why?  Several people told me the story line was good and  I even had a promise that if a blogger she would write a review about it but I saw nothing about it, The same of another woman. I know I am not a  terrible author. This is the story God put on my heart. I wanted to give my readers an update on my two characters and didn't know that would be a sequel and not a series so I had to fulfill a promise. And since a romance was usually between unmarried couples, I turned it into a woman's fiction. It had to be about Julie. So what kind of issue could she have. First I thought her husband could have a bad past and  make

I don't think anyone gets it. I think most authors starts out a natural. They study the craft. They knew from the beginning they would need an editor, a proof editor and they probably had some kind of income where they could afford more than one proof reader and they could find readers. Most importantly they got support at home. They were able to set up for book signings and a fancy one too. (  I've seen their photos. 🤢) I wish I could say the same for me, but when I was younger my father tried to squelch it because it reminded him of his mother. Only my mother and sister knew I had what it took to become an author yet at that time, I didn't want to achieve that dream until after I become a teacher. I knew it took money. I knew I needed a job and some income and I was right. I had thought editors were for certain authors so I never hired one for my first and second book and I learned the hard way that I was wrong! As a result, I took down my first book and paid someone t