Thank you, and Goodbye

Photo: Goodbye by woodleywonderworks
Photo: Goodbye by woodleywonderworks (CC by 2.0)


You may have noticed that I haven’t posted as regularly as I normally do recently. I had some hard thinking to do. And some prioritising of my life, as one should do every now and then.

What do I really want to do with my life?
What is actually important?

You see, it’s been a pretty tough two-and-a-half years. I’ve worked full-time, studied part-time, written and published 4 books and attempted to be involved in my family. I love writing, I really do. But I live in an area where writing conferences, retreats, workshops, author talks and networking opportunities are far and few between. I go to as many as I can, but the last one in my area was five months ago. (Well, the one I could attend at any rate. I didn’t have a car for the one two weeks ago.)

I see a lot of events going on in other parts of the state and the country. However, to attend even the closest ones is a four-hour drive minimum. And the really good ones I want to go to are a two-hour plane flight. Plus accommodations, food, and the flight home again. It’s too far out of my reach. Even after  I finish my diploma next year, and have more time for writing, it will still be out of my reach. What kind of writer would I be if I’m isolated from those opportunities? Yes, I have the internet, but the internet doesn’t provide interaction with real people. (You know what I mean.)

I have two choices. Move more than 2,000klms from where I am currently living…or quit writing.

And so, after much debate, doubt, and anguish it really is goodbye.

It’s goodbye because I have had to make a very, very hard decision.  One that I was in tears over. One in which I have to take a breath, close my eyes and leap. Because if I don’t at least try, I will regret it for the rest of my life. One in which I am very, very glad to have a loving supporting husband, and amazing, wonderful friends and family – all of whom believe in me. You see, it’s not an easy choice to resign your full-time job, when you have no job to go to, and move your family and everything you own more than 2,000klms away from home just to follow a dream

A dream which may very well come to nothing.

Am I scared? Absolutely.
Am I telling myself I’m stupid to give up a full-time job in this economy? You bet ya.
Am I really doing this? Apparently.

Goodbye to Far North Queensland. Goodbye to friends. Goodbye to my family. Goodbye to the life I’ve known for years.

I will still need to write around a job (when I get one), study (for a little while longer) and family. But I will be able to take advantage of so many more opportunities and the biggest leap of all. Really taking the chance to focus more on writing, and getting books out there.

Over the next few weeks, our house will be packed into boxes and we will make the long drive down to the Sunshine Coast Hinterland to start our new lives. I don’t know how often I will be able to update this blog during that time. But when we get settled and figure out what internet we have available, I’ll make sure to post an update.

So here goes. Deep breath. Wish me luck, and I’ll see you on the flip side.




Cusp of a brand new year.

Photo: Sunrise by Stephen Bowler (CC BY 2.0)
Photo: Sunrise by Stephen Bowler (CC BY 2.0)

A brand new year.

2015 just went by so fast.
I completed my 2015 New Years Resolution…to have another book published. In fact I did it twice – take a bow, Nova (Nephilim Code #1) and Edward (Nephilim Code #2).

I lost my father-in-law this year, my best friend moved out of town, and I experienced my first author event…even though I wasn’t a participant.

Those were the five big events that I remember. Strange, as I sit here trying to recall particular moments, I find that I am unable. It was just a year. All the days blur into each other.
Suddenly 2016 is just around the corner and I’m reminded of a song lyric from the musical ‘Into the Woods’.

But if life were only moments,
Then you’d never know you had one.
– Baker’s Wife; Into the Woods

Life in 2015 was only moments, and I can’t tell that I’ve had one. Certainly, I must have had. There were 365 days within the year to have one, or two.

Since 2013, my New Year’s Resolution has been to have a book published within the year. I’ve three books published now, and one on the way. I think it’s time for a new New Year’s Resolution.

My New Year’s Resolution for 2016 is to notice the moments.

To take the time to notice them and perhaps write them down, so that when I’m facing 2017, I can pull them out and recall them. Just little milestones would be enough. The moments I did something for the first time. The moments I did something by myself that I’ve always needed help for. The moments I learned something new. The moments I succeeded in something that has been a struggle. The moments that made me laugh. The moments that made my cry. The moments with friends. The moments I didn’t give up.

Don’t worry, I’ll publish another book in 2016 too. And it will be added as a wonderful moment in the year.

What about you? How was your 2015? What moments do you recall?

Dreams and the daily grind


Photo: Asleep at the wheel by Aaron Jacobs CC BY-SA 2.0)
Photo: Asleep at the wheel by Aaron Jacobs
(CC BY-SA 2.0)

Ana Spoke recently posted this on her blog – Why dream about tomorrow when you can live it today

I’m happy for her, that she will live the ‘writer’s’ dream. To be a full time writer. At least for six months. I hope it lasts longer than that. This is my dream too. To be a full time writer. In that all elusive ‘one day’, I’m sure I’ll get there.

At the moment I have a full-time job, and I write around that. I also write around a part-time study course and my family. I’m a writer, but I’m a writer on the side. I don’t do a too bad a job of it. After all I’ve got 3 book already published and one nearly there. But living ‘the dream’ around the daily grind can be exhausting. What keeps me going is the notion that I will be a full time writer, someday.

I’m not stupid. I know that dreaming with a plan of ‘someday’ means that more likely than not, the dream will never eventuate. I’ve seen it time and time again. I have my goals. I simply don’t know how long it will take to get there. I’m happy…maybe ‘happy’ isn’t the right word, but I’m…assured in the knowledge that I am taking it one step at a time. On those days when it is all too hard, and the road ahead is too long, I can look behind me and see how far I have come.Read More »

Sky’s the limit


Photo: Milky Way by DS Dragon Photography
Photo: Milky Way by DS Dragon Photography


I know everyone gives the same advice.
But it works.
I don’t know why that surprised me. After all, it must be tried and true or no one would get anywhere with anything.

When you’re a kid you get told – dream big.
So you do.
Then as an adult you look at that dream and you think it’s too big. It’s so big that you’ll never be able to achieve it. Most of the time, you bury the dream, put it on the shelf or let it go. After all, this is the real world. Who has time for childish dreams anyway?Read More »