Looking Back

2017. Cripes, what a year! I’ve had some good parts through the year, but it’s definitely been a hard year for me. I read a lot of books this year which was super awesomesauce including my ultra favorite book series by Karen Marie Moning, Fever Series. Her book Feversong came out in January 2017 so my year started off rockin’. I totally enjoyed the new Beauty and the Beast film. I considered going back to school but opted not to, at least not just yet. I felt like my writing was starting off pretty rad in January because I had some huge writing spurts but never stuck with anything. And I definitely tried a variety of things to help. I also started watching Supernatural. I’d tried before and it didn’t stick, but this time around I enjoyed it immensely. Unfortunately, I couldn’t get any of my family into it so I had to watch it all alone. Also learned that Peter Capaldi wouldn’t be coming back for another season of Doctor Who and had mixed feeling about it.

In February, I watched the Superbowl alone because my family all went to bed. Felt some great moments as a professional counselor but was constantly reminded how hard the field can be. Reread IT by Stephen King this month, too! Also did a Star Wars Marathon with my husband this month. Continue reading

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Milestones

My baby girl, who recently turned 18 has been going through the whirlwind of applying to colleges. I told her it was best to focus on just five due to her being prone to anxiety. It was tough for her. Applications, parchments, transcripts, essays, and recommendation letters for high schoolers is a very exhilarating and yet frustrating time. Because Emily also attends college she had to do more. She’s graduating with almost sixty credits. She is anxious even with that because she really wanted to graduate high school with her associates degree. It’s possible, even doable. But it’s still a lot for any 18 year old to attempt.

Last week she began receiving acceptance letters. Here are her five choices in order of importance:

1. Baldwin Wallace University

2. Western Kentucky University

3. Perdue University

4. University of Tennessee

5. University of Tennessee

6. (I made her apply to Spalding University because it’s where I graduated.)

First, she heard from U of T-accepted! She was ecstatic! Her first acceptance letter. Then she heard from WKU! Second choice!!! $5,000!a year in scholarships. Then Spalding’s came in with an offer of $10,000 a year in scholarships! She was all set to calling herself a Hilltopper and we even announced it. WKU was after all not too far from home AND her second choice.

This week, yesterday in fact, she received a large envelope from BW. Yes… they accepted her. She hadn’t been expecting it because it was of course her first choice. Who gets their first choice? Not only did they accept her, they are giving her a full scholarship (almost). We will like have to pay for dorms…but wowza!!!

She is through the moon excited and at the same time nervous because it’s like five hours away from home and family. It took a while but she finally accepted cane around and is now getting used to the idea and looking forward to the experience.

Wait until time gets closer…she’s definitely gonna start feeling the fear and anxiety all over again but I know that she is going to do great! She’s going to excel in her goals to become a speech pathologist and she’s going to have wonderful journeys and adventures.

I’m always so proud of my kiddos, but yesterday was one of the top moments, to be a part of this huge milestone for my baby girl.

Hello Strangers!

fullsizerender I know that I’ve really sucked at blogging as of late. It took me a while to adapt to my new job and the hours (and driving) that comes with it. As a family crisis counselor, I travel to family homes and assist them with intensive in-home therapy three times a week per family. I love my job, but it did take me a good while to get my schedule under control, learn the job expectations, and develop my own style for success.

Needless to say, my writing was put on hold. I took 2016 off from writing in almost every way. It did not hurt. However, I am finding that beginning is hurting. I lost my motivation, lost my routine, lost some creativity, and honestly, I felt I lost a huge part of myself. Granted, story ideas, characters, and plot twists played within the confines of my mind so I can’t say I quit E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G. Continue reading

Well,Color my Skittles and Draw Me A Rainbow

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It’s amazing the way people can claim to be one thing but don’t seem to realize their actions and words shout out the complete opposite.  I’m a pretty mentally strong person and I can take a good dose of evilness before it begins to wear me down.  My heart aches for people who suffer from depression,  lack of confidence,  or anxiety and have to face bullying and ridicule from friends, family,  and even strangers.  I do my best to think this world is full of goodness admist the awful,  vile things we are forced to see on a daily basis.  I could use some uplifting  beauty in my life right now.

I Know…

I know that you were scared. I know that you keep worrying and stressing. Not writing is slowly killing you on the inside. But you’ve been here before and you’ve escaped the darkness, resolved to push through all your fears. You keep telling yourself that you aren’t a writer, but you know deep down that isn’t the truth. You feel that constant need to write. It is a niche that refuses to go away. All those single line sentences that leads to wondering if that’s a good line for story. Names you here suddenly spark an idea for a new character. You see someone do something and you tell yourself you know exactly which character would do that. All those things you secretly do all amounts to one fact. You are a writer. You may let those fears and doubts drown you for a week, maybe a few months, maybe even longer than a year. It won’t change the truth. You are a writer. Always will be. So suck it up buttercup. Just right now. Yougotsdisfersure.  Love,  Me

My Family Rocks

IMG_20160827_135341.jpgMaking family time a priority shouldn’t be difficult,  but let’s be realistic. It is hard.  I work long hours and so does my husband.  I’ve long since utilized Groupon in helping me plan a monthly family day.  This includes making a big homemade breakfast,  eating as a family at the table.  Next comes  an activity,  sometimes educational and fun,  othertimes just fun.  Then we go out to eat (usually another discounted meal thanks to Groupon or not).  Then we go home and relax,  play kahoot or watch television together.

It’s not much  but it is a huge something.  It’s making memories. It’s attending and being present and telling my family with actions and behaviors they are loved,  important,  and deserve my time and attention.   And that is something they can take with them for the rest of their lives.

I’m not a perfect mom.  However,  I believe these activities make a huge difference in how they grow up.  So, what are some of your family memories.?

 

 

A Book without Chapters?

chapTaking the bull by the horn and deciding to dive into the grueling activity of writing a novel, there are a number of things the author must decide. Characters, plotline, to use magic or not, how much research is needed, and so so much more. Today, as I work to edit a previously written novel, I embraced, for the first time in my life, a new decision to make. Do I want to use chapters? Like…Chapter 1, chapter 34, chapter 799. (just kidding)

I’ve read a myriad of novels that broke portions of the book in a number of ways. I’ve read books, recently, where instead of using chapters, the author just wrote the character’s name whose POV was for that portion.

So I’m taking an active approach and asking you, my favorite people: Does it matter whether the book has chapters or names to divide sections? Does it even need chapters? What other suggestions might you have to offer?

Cheers,

Michala Tyann

Calm but Sore as Hell

This afternoon I had to go pick up some pre-employment paperwork. Then I headed home to drop off my ten year old daughter before heading over to get my drug test done. I just passed the railroad tracks and was sitting in line, waiting for the stoplight to turn green, when out of nowhere, I’m thrown forward! Someone had rear-ended me. Fortunately, both me and my daughter as well as the other two people in the Lexus behind me were okay. The other party was apologizing to me and looked really bummed. My daughter and I were pretty shaken up.

Since they were sitting right on the railroad tracks, I suggested we pull into a parking lot. I called 911 and waited for the police officer to arrive. We swapped insurance, the officer took my statement, then handed it back to me. Everyone went their own ways. I asked my daughter if she was okay. She was a bit shaken up still, as was I. Continue reading