Series vs Trilogies

Is this is a debate every author has with themselves? Should I expand the first book into a trilogy, a series, or a stand alone. How do you choose?

There are a lot of single books out there by wonderful authors. Stephen King, Jack London, Oscar Wilde, Edgar Allen Poe, Harper Lee, and many more. All of these wonderful author’s wrote books that were stand alone’s. They were not in a series or part of a trilogy. I put Stephen King as an example because not all of his books are a series or trilogy. Though he did write some of those as well.

Just as some author’s write single books, other’s write trilogies and series. Though these author’s are more well known because of it. Stephen King, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Anne Rice, Catherine Coulter just to name a few.

So for as many author’s as there are for writing single books, there are just as many who write trilogies and or series.

I had debated back and forth with myself about just writing a single book, should I write a trilogy, or set out on an adventure and make it a series. I honestly didn’t know if I would be able to write more than one book and keep it believable. I didn’t feel that my character’s could hold up to it either. Yet…

When I started writing the first book, I Believe I was prepared to only write one. Why you ask. I felt I had a single story to tell. Only one. It had been eating at me for years! The main character started to take over my thoughts. SHE insisted that the book be written. So when it was finished I didn’t think I would be writing another one. And yet, here I am working on the 3rd book in the series. Yes, a series. There is a total of 20 books. 20 of them. The main character, Cian McGrath, has a story to tell. A story that, according to all the outlines for all 20 books, is so important that it needs to be told. So what is an author to do?

Not all author’s feel as I do. So there will always be the debate between whether or not they should write a single book, a series, or a trilogy. And each author will have the internal debate with themselves and their character’s (yes, this is a real thing, lol.). We will argue that there isn’t enough of a story line for more than one. That it wouldn’t work for this reason or that. Sometimes we will win. Other times, we lose.

I lost. So I sit down at my computer, daily, and continue to write. I will write till there is no more story to tell. I will write till my character is too old to talk to me anymore and the story dies. As all stories must come to an end.

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Writing Kryptonite

I’ve been seeing this come up a bit lately and thought I would discuss it.

Writing Kryptonite. Or your writing weakness.

As writer’s we are vulnerable to a ton of distractions. Everything from family interruptions to doing reseach on the internet and getting off track. We make excuses, tell ourselves we’ll finish tomorrow.

My writing krypotine is motivation. I’ve gone days, weeks, even months without writing. Ignoring the character’s in my mind because I have no motivation to put pen to paper. I’ve gone as far as starting new projects to avoid writing. I’ve made all the excuses to myself not to write.

Example of what I mean… I started working on my 3rd book in May of 2016. I finished chapter 4 on Oct. 20, 2016 and started chapter 5 on Oct. 29, 2016. I finished that chapter on March 15, 2017. It took me 4 1/2 months to finish that one chapter compared to 2 weeks to finish chapter 6.

No excuses. I just was not motivated in anyway to write.

I tried looking to others for my motivation. I tried to find someone, anyone who could do for me what I couldn’t do for myself. That’s when I realized no one could motivate me to do something I had no desire to do. I had lost the desire, the flame in my soul to write. I had to find that desire again again. I had to re-light my flame. No one else could do this for me.

What changed you ask?

I’ve posted before about my planner and how I have been using it. With the new year, a new planner. In the front few pages of the planner is a two page spread called ‘Your Passion Roadmap’. It is a step-by-step guide to mapping out your goals. I had never really done this for my writing. This would be my first time. This roadmap gives you an area for 3 months, 1 year, 3 years, and Lifetime goals.

My Passion Roadmap

This helped create the desire to write again. Seeing where I wanted to take my writing. What I wanted to achieve with it. It sparked that fire in my soul. It opened the flood gates to my motivation and let me see that I could achieve what I had thought as unattainable.

My favorite quote: “You may see me struggle, but you will NEVER see me quit!

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3rd Week of Medical Leave…

I am now at the beginning of my third week of medical leave.

The last two weeks I have found out a lot about myself. Its strange. We go about our days like worker ants. Running around doing our jobs. Working any where from 8 to 12 hour days. During that time our mind is so focused on the tasks at hand there’s really no room for anything else.

After our shifts, we come home. Some of us to a family, spouse, children. Some of us to just an empty home. Those with families tend to have a mind shift. We go from being a worker ant to being a nurse ant. We tend to forget about work and shift our focus to our family.

Those that are single, well, they tend to either continue to work at home or just defrag from the day.

Now I’m not saying each side has it easier or more difficult than the other. I’ve been in both positions. Each side has their own purpose.

What I am saying is that each side has a focus. Their minds shift to what needs to be done. And these last two weeks I’ve lost my focus. My mind has no shifting. Especially when limited in what I can do.

This week I am hoping it’s different. This week I am allowed more movement. I am supposed to start physical therapy. This week I am going to work on focusing better. I’m going to work on making these last two weeks of medical leave work for me, not against me.

Today I’m going to sit down with my Planner and focus on what I truly want to get done. Because when I am finally cleared to go back to work, my focus will be back there. Then I will have to re-focus again, lol.


As I sit here writing the 4th Chapter in my book, I got side tracked with this thought…Who motivated me? Who or what Inspires me?

When I was younger my children motivated me. They were the reason I wanted to improve upon myself so much. They were the reason I lived. I always wanted my children to be proud of me, like I was of my mom. My mom was my inspiration then. She inspired me to become greater than I was. She taught me that there is no sacrifice too great to make for those you love.

She still inspires me to this day. But There are two others that inspire me as well. Believe or not they are actors. Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson and Jeff Bosley.

How do these two men inspire me?

Mr. Johnson came from nothing, just like me. He has fought his whole life to become more than what he was. He has inspired millions along the way. The man is an icon to those of us who have a dream, a passion and want that dream to come to fruition. To want to pursue our passions. And he never apologizes for going after what he wants.

Mr. Bosley’s life is like so many others yet is just as different. He answered the call to become a Green Beret. He fought for the country he loves so much and came back. He was a firefighter as well. He’s been hit with injuries and never stopped chasing his dream. He’s an actor, a body builder. He’s chasing his dream, following his passion.

These two men inspire me everyday. I follow them on their social media to see what they are doing next. And what I find myself looking at the most, they never give up. They plow ahead and move on to the next great thing.

When I grow up, I want to have the drive, the love, the passion they have. And no, I still have shyte ton of growing up to do.

Medical Leave…

So I am now on my second week of medical leave. It sucks. Oh and for those not familiar with certain terminology, I’m not taking medical leave for surgery or pregnancy. I was put on medical leave because of my ankle. I use certain terminology I learned being a spouse of a military man. So if I say duty, I mean work, lol.

As I was saying, it sucks. But I find myself with the time I’ve been wanting to do certain things. Like Saturday I finished the 3rd Chapter in the 3rd book of my series. I’ve been working on finding a new director for my movie. I even joined a new Facebook group for Passion Planners! I love the group by the way, lol.

So I haven’t been just sitting with the ankle propped up and watching Netflix, lol. I’ve been getting work done. Yea me! Though it has been lonely. I really miss the interaction with my co-workers and the physicalness of my job.

Male Friends…

This morning I was thinking about all the wonderful and beautiful women that are a part of my life. How thankful I am that I was blessed with their friendship. And then I thought about all the times I post something on my social media thanking them.

This time though, this shout out goes to the ton of male friends I have. And I mean a ton! Look at my friends list on Facebook and you’ll see all the males I am friends with. It seriously blew me away! And for the life of me, I couldn’t find one post that said “Thank you for being in my life.” Not one! How rude!!

So this Random Thought goes out to ALL my male friends. To the ones who have known me since birth. The ones I grew up with and cause endless chaos for my poor mother with. To the ones I have met over the years as I tried to find my way in the world. To the man that finally made it possible for me to truly love again. To the men I have children with, I know its still a little rocky but we’re trying. To the male friends who’ve come into my life within the last few years. And to the male friends I have never met in person but have the craziest conversations with online.

All of you hold a special place in my heart as well as my life. All of you have helped me to grow in some way. All of you have kept me from totally losing what little mind I have left. Some of you have been able to physically be there for me when I needed a shoulder to lean on, cry on, and that random hug. Some of you have only been able to let me vent to you due to distance.

All of you in some way have impacted my life. Taught me something. Helped me understand things. And I will never be able to thank you enough for all you have done and all you continue to do as my friend.

Thank you. Thank you for being my friend. Thank you for being in my life. And thank you for not giving a shyte that I am a female. Thank you!