Go Scribbler November ’18

Go Scribbler November ’18

When I found this subscription box, I was thrilled. I get plenty of book boxes and can always choose to try some more. But, there are maybe a few writing boxes? Although, this is the only one I’ve seen. If there is one I’m missing. Please let me know.

The first thing you see when you open the box is the Scribbler Writing Exercise. Even after I use them, I like to save them. This way I can use them again. I also find this comes in handy when I hit a block.


Next, we have the Writer Magic. It’s a chat with either an editor, agent, etc. I always get great advice when listening. I have yet to ask a question in the chatroom. I have plenty of questions, but always want to make sure I ask the right one.


Anything in the world of publishing, I can learn. I’m all for it. As always, looking forward to reading this.


Another great thing about the box, the writing passport. World Building is this month. I can’t wait to check it out. Each passport will have advice from the author that is featured in the box.


If you are a book reader like me. You can’t help but love bookmarks. Especially, when one is one you can color. Sorry, the video is so big. I tried to adjust it, but yeah. No luck.


I live in Ohio. Ohio can get cold. These hot chocolates will come in handy.


Post its and a notepad? Yes, please.

This is for ingramspark.com


Fountain Pen. Love these.


The autograph and the book. I just had gotten this book at the library.  Looking forward to reading this one. I enjoyed her elemental assassin series. Again, sorry about the size of the video. If you pause. You can read the back.


Overall, love the box! Can’t wait for December’s. If you would like to check out the box, you can click here.

Camp NaNoWriMo Results

Camp NaNoWriMo Results

 So it’s done. How much of it makes sense? Not a clue. I did come in at 37,954. I did more than I set my goal for. It’s a nice break from regular NaNoWriMo. I love doing NaNoWriMo, but I only had to focus on 30,000. That’s 20,000 words less. Which meant less words a day compared to November. I did get over the requirement almost every day. There were a couple days that were less, but that happens due to either life, sickness, or laziness. Laziness, is the worse of them all. Either way, knowing I had less. That helped a lot. I didn’t go into panic mode. Okay, no. I did a little. But, not like I would in November.


Just like the one in November, I am going put this story aside for now. I hope to come back to it though before the year is over. I now want to go back and focus on Forbidden Love, the sequel.

It might be stressful at times doing NaNoWriMo. But, it’s always a fun learning experience. Bring on Camp NaNoWriMo for July.  

Camp NaNoWriMo Update

Camp NaNoWriMo Update

So here we are with one week done in April, soon to be two. I’m feeling pretty good about my word count, but I don’t want to get too happy yet. I’ve done that before where I get all, “yeah I’m awesome!” And, guess what happens after that? Yup! So, trying to stay in the middle of my emotions when it comes to this.

I’ve also been pretty good about not editing. It’s hard though. My eyes want to look at what I just typed. Most of the time when I write, I go the old fashion route. I write long handed. I find that to be helpful because I’m not distracted by the computer giving me notifications. There is a part of me that wants to hand write. But, if I do that? I could go down the rabbit hole. As I’m typing, I know I would start editing. Once the editing starts, my word count for the month would suffer. I definitely know I’m not perfect, but I’m one of those people that feel the need to edit a thousand times. Once I submit something, I’ll still feel the need to edit and it will drive me crazy that I can’t.

According to the camp’s website, I should be done by the 23rd. Here is hoping. At least it gives me extra time if I fall behind. So fingers crossed.

Screenshot 2018-04-11 at 9.46.42 PM



Trust Me by Robyn Eleanor Sadler

So, I had put it to a vote with my friends on Facebook and it had been decided that I shall write some suspense. Although, one friend said romantic suspense. After some thinking and looking through many, many story ideas. I decided on Trust Me.

What is Trust Me about, you ask? Well, what would you do if your best friend was being stalked? Would you help her? Maybe let the best friend’s boyfriend take care of it? But, what happens when you start to notice things? You start to feel like you are being stalked. Could it just be the consequences of being best friends with the person who was originally stalked? Before you know it, people close to you are dying. The people who you thought you could trust. Well, you can no longer trust. What could your best friend be hiding? What about that co-worker? Or, your neighbor? No matter where you look, you feel eyes on you. Nobody is safe when you’re around.

My goal is to do the story within 100 posts. If are enjoying it, please comment. The more who comment and like it. I might make it into e-book format. I always welcome comments good or bad. Let me know your thoughts.



There had been high hopes to keep you updated through November on my writing for NaNoWriMo. But, as you can see or shall I say read. That did not happen. Between life, reading, keeping up with shows, podcasts or whatever. The blog got put on the back burner. Any free time I had was writing.

I bet it’s killing you to know if I did it. Well I did it. I wrote 50,000 words! How much of it makes sense? I have no clue. Part of me wants to read it and edit. The other half, not so much. After some thought, I decided to wait a few months and go from there.

There are definitely some scenes I want to add to it. I skipped a lot. I might have 20,000 more words I could add. Of course, that could change in few months. We shall see.

Writing a lot this month took care of some stress that I had. I was able to escape reality. This is definitely a story I want to come back to. That’s a first for me. I have abandoned so many NaNoWriMo novels. The first one I wrote years ago? I couldn’t even tell you where the flash drive is.

When I go back to my haunted house story. It might change from YA to new adult. I really wanted it to be young adult, but it didn’t work out that way. I guess I’ll have to try again or try it another time with another story as young adult. I love YA, so I really hope one day I can write one.  Plus, with all the ones I’ve read. You would think it come to me.

This month and months ahead, I’m hoping I can stay motivated as if there is no tomorrow. Fingers crossed.

A Lonely Christmas Part One

Thanks to Hallmark. I got in the mood to write my own Christmas story. Maybe this will actually get me in the mood for Christmas. It really doesn’t feel like Christmas is weeks away.

* * * * * * * *

This shouldn’t be hard. Why was this so hard? Ellie bit her lip as she continued to stare at the books that called her name. But, she couldn’t decide. She just wanted one book to read over the weekend. To take her mind off the fact she would be home alone for Christmas. This would be the tenth year alone.  Ellie thought maybe she could throw herself a ten year anniversary party. Her and her books. Okay, maybe she would invite her dog, Freddie.

“Have you read Jackson Smith?”

Ellie turned to look at a man staring at her. “I’m sorry?”

“You look lost. I’m not sure what you are into, but Smith has some great stories to tell.”

She couldn’t help, but smile. “I know. He’s my favorite. I have all his books.”

“Me too.” The man smiled.

“I’m looking for something new and different.” Ellie turned to look at the books.

The man moved in closer. “How about Josephine Martin?”

Ellie turned to look at the man. Why was this man interested in her? She told herself to stop it. The guy could just be a nice guy. They had something in common, that’s all. Ellie tried to eye him as much as she could without being noticeable. He had black hair that just went over his ears. She could see a few grey hairs. He wore jeans and a black leather jacket. Maybe in his thirties or early forties?

The man picked out another book. “Here, try this one.”

He handed her a book called Elves Island. Ellie smiled. Interesting title and she did love elves. “Thanks.” She paused and wished she could thank him by name.

It was as if he read her mind. “The name is Ethan. Ethan Bennett.”

Not knowing why, Ellie stretched out her arm. “Ellie. Ellie Acker.”

“I hope you enjoy the book.”

Ellie smiled. “Thanks, me too.”

Ethan turned and walked to the next aisle. Ellie shook her head. Ethan was handsome. He reminded her of Christian Bale. Thinking of Christian Bale, she decided maybe tonight she would watch Little Women. One of her favorites for Christmas.

After deciding on a murder mystery. Ellie found herself at the register.

“Please tell me you aren’t reading that for Christmas?” Ellie turned to see Ethan behind her. She laughed and hugged the murder mystery. “Why not? I love a little mystery.”

Ethan didn’t smile. She wondered what the big deal was. What were the chances she would see Ethan again. Plus, it fit her mind. Christmases were getting worse every year. “It’s a joyful holiday. Family. Friends, and so on.” Ellie fought the urge to shake her head. She hugged the books she grabbed tighter to her chest. She looked at the man in front of her. She would be in line for a few minutes. The man had to have at least twenty kid books in his arms.

“No offense Ethan. I might sound like the Grinch, but you know what? It’s just another holiday. No big deal.”

Ethan moved closer as if he didn’t want others to hear their conversation. “You must have family.”

Ellie looked and wished the cashier would hurry up. “I do, but my parents will be visiting my brother this year.” Just like the year before and the year before that.

“No other family?”

“Not around here.” She couldn’t take off from work. Because, she had no family in the area or friends begging her to come over. She worked at the newspaper on Christmas Eve and Christmas day, so other editors could have off.

“Well, I know I’m a stranger. But, maybe coffee?”

This was just odd. Most men, ignored her. As far as she knew. She wasn’t ugly, but she was sure she had to be ordinary.  Right now, she wore brown yoga pants and an old David Bowie shirt. Her hair was in a messy bun. Plus, Ellie didn’t bother to put on make-up this morning. She glanced at the woman behind Ethan. She wore skinny jeans and a tight white sweater. The woman had long blonde hair. She either had to hair spray every hair or she had perfect hair. Ellie didn’t see one hair out of place.

“I have to be at the office in a couple hours, but I’m only working until eight. Maybe meet at Starbucks? Down the street?” What was she doing?

Ethan smiled. “I would like that. Maybe I can convince you that Christmas is the best holiday.”

Ellie couldn’t help, but laugh. “We shall see.”

“Next in line?”

Ellie turned and looked at the cashier and back to Ethan. “Well, that’s me.”

Ethan nodded. “See you around eight.”

Maybe Ellie would post on Facebook that she was meeting this guy. Out of the 400 friends, someone had to care if she went missing. Right? Her mind drifted back to Ethan. There had to be a reason he wanted to have coffee with her. Ellie would have to figure out what to wear. She told herself not to get too excited. After all, it was just coffee.

Ellie looked and smiled at Ethan one more time before she exited the store. He waved and returned a smile. It would be interesting night for sure.