My State, Willy the Kinky Elf, #6, This and That

It’s been almost a month since I’ve posted anything so I thought I’d do it now while I have a few minutes.

I’m going to just go ahead and get this out of the way because it’s become a serious issue over the past few days.

I was born and raised in Alabama. That’s where my home is. That’s where I was married and where I raised my sons.

With that being said…

I didn’t vote for the corrupt governor or any of the others in Montgomery. During the campaign Kay Ivey, the governor, didn’t debate, didn’t campaign, didn’t answer any questions. You know why? Because she knew that she was going to win because of that big R next to her name. The man who ran against her for governor barely put up a campaign because he knew she would win. I’m hard pressed right now to even remember his name and I voted for the guy. Sad, huh? He gave up before he ever even got started.

Until we get candidates who are willing to fight to beat these people, we’re going to continue to go backwards. I’ve been watching it happen most of my life. It’s really sad because once upon a time I was proud of where I came from. But then the Robert Bentleys (if you don’t know who he is, Google his sordid tale) and Roy Moores came out of the woodwork and showed me just how screwed up my state really is.

Speaking of Roy Moore… he’s planning on running for office again. The sad part is that he has a lot of supporters. I’d like to say that surprises me but it really doesn’t.

I can’t go anywhere on social media without seeing bad things said about every single person in or from Alabama. Seeing it all over the place is bad. Having it aimed at me by people I don’t even know just makes me mad. And anybody who honestly believes that I think a woman should carry a rapist’s baby to term is, to be blunt, delusional. Under this new law a rapist would get less time in jail than a doctor. Also, had this law been in effect when I miscarried many, many years ago my doctor could have gone to jail over something beyond his or my control.

Does any of that make sense? Of course not.

I won’t turn this into a debate. Any messages sent or comments made trying to pull me into one won’t be responded to. And no comments on the subject will be approved on this post.

Some of the messages and comments I’ve received this week have gone beyond comments about my state. Every single person in Alabama (or the South in general) is being judged by the actions of a few. Someone in our family has had a medical emergency this week and we don’t know if they’re going to pull through. My husband and I are over a thousand miles away and can’t be there. That’s what I’m having to focus on right now, not what a few people have to say to me about where I was born.

That’s all I’m going to say about that.

Travel, Travel, Travel

I feel like I’ve been everywhere over the past couple of weeks. We flew home on a Saturday, drove to Florida on Sunday, flew back to Colorado on Monday, then left to drive all the way across the country on Thursday (close to 2,000 miles because we detoured for some touristy stuff). I’ve been on long road trips before but nothing quite that long. Thankfully, my husband and I are really good on road trips. This one was 3 days of driving. We’ve been together for so long, and traveled together so many times, that it’s just almost routine these days.

I love the East Coast, but it’s just so busy, you know? I’ve not ventured out alone yet. Hell, I don’t know if I could even figure out how to get out of the maze that is the parking garage.

That’s a joke… kinda. 🙂

Willy, #6

I’ve been up to my ears trying to finish the 6th installment of Willy the Kinky Elf & His Bad-Ass Reindeer. I hope to at least type THE END in the coming days. I’d been waiting for something to click about the story. It finally did a few nights ago. At the moment the story is around 43,000 words. I still have a couple of chapters and the Christmas party scene to write. I’m sure there will be a lot of rewritten sections before it’s said and done but at least the first draft will be completed soon.

As of now the plan is still to end the series in November of 2020 with Santa’s story. That may change, but that’s where it stands at the moment. I’m still working on who his love interest will be. Aside from that, the story – and how to end the series – is basically already written in my head.

Mother’s Day

I hope all mothers had a nice day on Sunday. I celebrated a few days before with two of my sons because of my travels. My husband took me to dinner because I couldn’t be with my sons on the actual day. It was nice but I missed them. Mother’s Day has always been bittersweet to me. I’ve always enjoyed the day as a mother, but not so much as a daughter. That’s not something I dwell on these days.

That’s it for now. I hope everybody is doing well. I hope you all have a fantastic weekend.

Until next time,

Candi

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On The Road Again...

I’ve been traveling and am back in Colorado, my favorite place on the planet. We were under a blizzard warning a couple of days ago. You know what the temperature was back home that same day? 87 degrees. 87! That number doesn’t surprise me as I’m used to it. It’s just strange how the weather can be so different in 2 different parts of the country at the same time. I’m a southern girl. I’m not used to the cold and snow. 😉 Looking out the window and seeing the mountains in the distance totally makes it worth it though.

A Bit Of A Rant

Those of you who know me know I don’t go back and forth about political stuff. I’m very firm in my beliefs, but I won’t argue politics with anybody. Not one comment that I’ve seen anywhere has had me changing my mind about what I believe. For that reason I don’t allow myself to get pulled into political (or religious) arguments, though I’d say it’s pretty obvious which side I’m on. With that being said, I want to touch on something that really bugged me this week in my real (non-writing) world, on my personal Facebook page.

There’s disagreeing with somebody and there’s being a jerk. We all have a right to our opinions. If somebody doesn’t share yours, ask them why instead of making assumptions and lumping them in with specific groups…. or simply walk away.

There are certain things I feel strongly about and no amount of arguments thrown at me will change that. Instead of calling somebody names publicly (after often saying something different privately), how about asking why they feel so strongly about it? You might be surprised at the response. I was born and raised in the deep South. I’ve been clumped together with the backwoods stereotypes my whole life. Maybe the views of some have absolutely nothing at all to do with politics or religion or where they were raised. Maybe something happened in their lives that made them feel so strongly about certain things.

I’m as sickened over the state of the world right now as most of you are. I’m a big ally when it comes to the rights of everyone. I will stand up and loudly fight for the rights of everybody. But I’ll be damned if I’m going to be pulled into a fight and go back and forth arguing with somebody publicly over anything. All it does is stress everybody involved out and the argument ends with neither side having won. It’s not worth it to me – not emotionally or physically. I may not say a lot publicly, but I don’t miss much. I just learned a long time ago to pick my battles.

The person who inspired this post won’t see it and I’m good with that. I’m just amazed over how the true colors of some people come out when certain topics come up.

That’s all I’m going to say about that.

I hope you all have a fantastic weekend. I’m hoping to do a bit of exploring and maybe sweet talk my husband into Mexican food tomorrow night. We’ve been here a few weeks and we’ve not been to our favorite place yet. I need to change that. 😉

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