What are you reading?


I was just on Facebook, scrolling through my feed after having a mental breakdown about copyediting services and prices. Participating (and winning!) NaNoWriMo 2017 has essentially fried my brain in the absolute best way possible. One of those posts asking “what are you currently reading” popped up and it gave me an idea.

So I want to know what you are currently reading! I don’t want to know just the title, though. I want you to give me the title, the author, and a catchy one sentence summary that you think best describes the plot.

Here’s mine to start us off:

I am currently reading: Kids of Appetite.

The author is: David Arnold.

This book is basically about: a young man who embarks on a journey to spread his father’s around his city but gets implicated in a murder along the way.


You can copy and paste form below into your comments and let me know what you’re reading! This is a fun way to find recommendations for the winter season, best known for cuddling up in your blankets and reading without judgment for staying indoors all day. It is also a fantastic exercise to get us thinking creatively about work that isn’t ours.

Thanks for your participation, recommendations, and active reading! It’s people like you that keep me motivated to write (even when I feel like I’m never writing/posting enough).




I am currently reading:

The author is:

This book is basically about:


Maybe It’s Me?

Oh Readers,

Success and failure are constructs that can suffocate us, and are far more rooted in personal perspective than actual clear-cut definitions. Your success isn’t my success, nor is it the other way around. Many of us share similar concepts of success and failures, and I’m sure somewhere someone reading this agrees with me when I say: this blog dances that line of failure.

When I went back to work, my time seemingly disappeared, and so I lost my way and my passion – as usually happens when I work. Writing is my passion and I want to do it professionally as my career desperately. So why is it so hard for me to put it first?

Oh yeah, because I am also passionate about being an advocate for those without voices and without confidence to use their voice. This is why I work with children, this is why I prioritize my child’s life and passions before my own. When I write I aim to give people something they can connect with and feel represented by, and so writing directly relates to how successful I feel when trying to give representation. The less I write, the less successful I feel.

So I don’t think about this blog unless I have a project to post. For example, I have a book review I have drafted on paper that I need to type and finalize for posting. I wanted desperately for this place to be my platform for original work, and now it’s just a way to get exposure for my work. I’ve had some exciting connections from this project but with its inactivity, those connections are simply that – connections. They are not leads, nor opportunities, and so I again find myself thinking of this blog as a failure.

In addition to being too caught up in the work I do each day with people I can share a smile and laugh with, I’ve been helping other writer friends and family through teaming up to take writing classes online with Coursera. Even though we have been auditing the class, we evaluate one another and push each other to be more than what we were on the last piece we wrote. I’ve had a ton of time to grow and improve in areas where I’ve been weak in the past. I am working on my writing but you cannot see it.

And that makes me feel like a failure too. There’s not many of you watching, if any anymore, but those that *are* watching see that I’ve disappeared. I don’t want to do that, and I don’t want this blog to end this way. Somehow, though, I don’t know how to dig myself out of a hole enough to genuinely promise more content.

Maybe it’s just me. Maybe I’m not going to be able to really focus on this the way I want until I have an income from my published work, or until my husband is making enough money for me to be a “homemaker” – if I ever choose to do only that with myself. I’ve always been a fan of seeing my work grow in front of my eyes, with others to share in the joy of success as defined by me, occasionally my peers. Perhaps that instant gratification is the addiction my anxiety has given me, or perhaps it is the product of my generation’s love of technology, but it is my obstacle to overcome.

I finish projects, but then I do nothing with them. I’ve a many pieces that just don’t feel right enough to be “that piece” that gives me my start in the world of literature and fiction. Maybe it’s me, maybe it’s not – but no matter what I’m doing (or not doing) with this blog, know that this isn’t the end of it. It’s not dying – it’s just taking a really long nap.

(And maybe I should too).


xoxo -ab

Boy Does Time Fly… Like, Too Fast

Dear Readers,

Somehow my dream to prove I’m a capable writer through the art of blogging died – because somehow I can’t make myself compromise the real-life demands of traditional employment with my goals set in stone to write professionally. To all the authors and bloggers making a livable wage from writing *while* being employed elsewhere – lend my your strength!

My blog sort of died (yes, I would say died) in about a year. It really is terribly difficult to maintain a schedule when you have a job which maintains zero set scheduling. As I take another financial risk to have a less demanding position with a set schedule fulfilling part-time hours – MAYBE, and I don’t dare to say more than MAYBE, I will be able to get back into the writing I’d intended for this blog.

I think, unfortunately, I will have to create fresh projects to make it relevant once again. Though I am saddened at my failure, I do feel new life breathing over me. When I go long periods of time without writing it is as if I have lost a part of myself. I cannot exist without a venue to write and share the creative words bouncing around in my brain.

Writing is a lifestyle – and it has got to be my lifestyle.

Before ending this post, allow me to take a moment to thank the few people who have been straggling about my blog and reading bits of my work. Those lone views and likes are what keep my alive – honestly. It reminds me of my purpose and my aspirations when I feel surrounded by darkness. Knowing that somehow, someway, someone has found their way onto my blog – that sends a light into my life. So thank you for all that you do simply by browsing my content. You are fantastic, you are, and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

Until the next post,



An Update on How Being Grown Up Really Sucks

Dear Readers:

When will I stop apologizing for being so irregular in my posting?

Or maybe the better question is when will I stop being irregular in my posting in the first place?

Being a grown up sucks. It means being smart, cautious, and – ugh – responsible! Writing is something I want to make a career out of someday but as a parent and a wife I also have to make sure that life is stable right now, and that everyone is happy right now. As such, that sort of means that things that make me happy fall to the wayside.

Between soccer, bowling, cub scouts, work, and that various volunteer projects I take on – it’s a surprise I have time to do anything self-fulfilling! If I’m really lucky I might get to watch some cartoons with the family during dinner time but every other minute of my day is pretty much taken up. In just the last week alone I’ve gone from just a wife, mother, and writer to a team manager, an assistant coach, a volunteer cub scout leader, a sort of counselor for nearly everyone I know, and personal assistant. It’s amazing how many different roles we can occupy for what is generally a fairly small group of people.

I’ve been reduced to living my life out of a planner just to know what I’m doing each day. I never used to need one – not even in high school! I was always Miss-have-it-together. I went from organized to “booked.”

Actual “booked” too.

A family member called me at work to discuss an important family issue… to which I replied – “I only have a half hour window between work and soccer.” That’s the kind of person I’ve become these days. I feel like a major douche wad without a matching six-digit salary to justify my lifestyle.

Long, whining story short – I feel like a joke. I prioritize contests slightly ahead of my blogging to help build a publication portfolio, but both have somehow fallen back to the bottom of the totem. As always – I’m trying to find the time to put true effort into the work I want to publish on here. I have a “Writing the World” Wednesday entry that I’ve been sitting on for weeks but haven’t been able to structure enough for posting – and a contest entry that received positive feedback but I’ve been wondering if I didn’t want to make it into a series for the blog. I haven’t forgot how to blog and I haven’t forgot the dozens of you that follow me because you like my work. I’m trying.

Forgive me?



Missing In Action.

Dear Readers Who Are Still Here:

My unexpected absence from my blog the last two weeks was unintentional. I always feel obligated to provide an explanation. Maybe you don’t care; maybe you care enough to read this post; maybe you’ve been dying for an answer. Really, though, a big part of this post is just to satisfy the fact that I want to note what’s been going on for me that has continually disrupted my ability to remain a regular poster.

Firstly, it is extremely difficult to find time to write in a busy life. Some people are busier and accomplish more, while others are struggling to get anything accomplish with fewer “to dos” than I’ve got. We’re all facing different battles – and all of our activities are warring for the same time slots. I’ve found that my job, while part-time, requires far more of my life than I could have ever anticipated. Some people tell me that this is a good sign. They tell me that it’s because I’m such a great manager that work breaks its way into my life in a dozen different ways. Aside from having a job – I’m a mother shuffling a little boy around from activity to activity almost every single day. I am proud, although exhausted, to see that my son has the same drive to be excellent in everything he does in his life. I know that a brilliant future awaits him – even if my future is filled with very long naps.

Secondly, depression makes life stop. It suffocates you. It blackens your field of vision. It grabs ahold of every bone in your body and squeezes until the fractures become too many and your body crumbles under the weight of permeating sorrow. Depression doesn’t go away because you will it to do as much. Depression doesn’t cease to exist if you’re medicated. It is just an unfortunate presence that not everyone can be free of – and I happen to be one of those people. For a couple of weeks I’ve been feeling lost, hopeless, aimless, and exhausted from all my self-loathing. It’s like being caught in a maze with no exit. How can you write a clear sentence if you can’t even think about something with a clear mind?

Lastly, anxiety. I know that two of these three “bullet point” pertain to mental illness and that probably sounds like a copout to some people. The unfortunate reality is that mental illness is devastatingly good at deterring people from accomplishing simple tasks. As my schedule is determined to make me forget that I have a passion for writing, my depression is in opposition trying to remind me that I once loved to write ahead of vital activities such as eating and sleeping! In those tiniest moments as I am able to pull back and look at these two distinct states of mind (and of life, really) – it stresses me out to see that I’m perpetually setting myself up to fail. I am a control freak and I often have to be able to plan and dictate the outcome of nearly any scenario which involves my future. Scatterbrained scheduling and disruptive depression make it impossible for me to overcome any anxiety I feel by failing to reach personal goals.

Being inside my head is most certainly the equivalent to being inside of a tornado of glass.

Writing the World Wednesday is the only thing I’ve been able to keep up with even close to regularly since starting my blog. After I deleted my Tumblr blogs on accident a month ago, I haven’t really been able to build a following online that supplement that small readership I’ve built here. Spiraling downward from there, I found myself saying I was going to give up on trying to get published. Every day I would find a new way to discourage myself from even trying. If I wasn’t discouraging myself then I was finding yet another thing that would prevent me from being able to meeting my writing goals.

I never know what’s going to happen at work and that sucks. There’s no other way to put it. My personal life is similar to organized chaos. If I want to succeed in these conditions then I have to find a way to break free of this constant self-depravation. To do that I have identify the tools that hinder my growth and make myself the master of those things.

I want to start branching out into an area that I’ve not quite touched base on yet with Writing the World: religion. This requires a level of research and understanding that I’ve not yet acquired. I hope to post this coming Wednesday – and Thursday – and Friday! I need to get back to doing my short fiction pieces for the days I’m off of work. What better way to get back on the horse? Small steps – one at a time.

I have always appreciated your readership, and I will always think fondly of your for your support. What I did to deserve anything so humbling and kind is a mystery to me. Here’s to a brighter future!


ab xoxox

Fantastic News.

Dear Readers,

No – it’s not anything major like a publishing deal or anything like that. Although, I am getting a short story published. Read this post for that information. This post is just to let you know what to expect.

Things are finally slowing down at work – which is bittersweet. However, that means I can post more often – although not necessary on a set schedule perfectly being that my schedule is different every single week. Wednesday Posts will not change, of course.

That all being more or less a review of how things currently run – I just wanted to announce that I’ve drafted an opinion article! I know some of you really loved what I’ve done for opinion articles in the past so I want you to get excited.

A teaser for you on the topic: friend.

I have a lot emotion and thought vested in this particular topic. I’ve been sitting on the idea and the outline for several weeks now. I’ll be posting it within the week, though, so I want you to keep an eye out. Once it’s edited I’ll put it up for your viewing pleasure, I promise!

Thanks again to everyone for reading my work. It means more to me than anything. Here’s to a happy year of posting 2016! My best to you, and I’ll see you around.



Possible Schedule Changes

Dear Readers,

Hey, so when I started this blog in July I wasn’t working. My plans were always to return to work in October, because I only made financial arrangements for a six month hiatus to focus on writing. As with all things in life, I need to think about my family and my obligations to them financially. As such, I will be returning to work on a part-time basis within 7-10 days. I do already have a position that I’ve accepted.

I am going to do all I can to avoid changing my schedule. You may have noticed that last week my posts have been coming at odd hours, or even last, or even not at all. My Opinion Monday is the most time consuming part of running this blog and I did not post according to the schedule last week. The article that I was doing and the idea I had chosen were subpar quality and I decided it was more appropriate to skip and post a week late. I’m glad I did because the article I did post was much better, and you can read it here.

For sure, I’m going to change the schedule for My Opinion Monday. Right now I’m thinking I want to do the last Monday of every month and only post once am month instead of biweekly. I usually log 10-15 hours working on the article just writing and editing. Typically I do 2-5 additional hours of research and outlining prior to that, which seems like an unnecessary amount of work to someone outside – but article writing takes a long time when you want to write a quality piece. When I decide what Monday of the month I want to post I will be sure to update the home page to reflect that change.

As for Writing the World and Flash Fiction – those schedules shouldn’t change. Those aren’t nearly as time consuming because 1) the pieces are shorter, 2) I usually write and edit the day before posting, and 3) I could easily work on these on my days off and queue the work for posting according the set schedule. It wouldn’t be that difficult to work around things to make those remain consistent. A big part of maintaining an author blog is regular posting, so I don’t want to compromise too much of what I’ve been working on for almost three months.

If anyone has any concerns, ideas, or suggestions – you’re always welcome to leave suggestions in the comments. For now I’ve got something manageable and I just want to make sure that there’s new content coming to you at least twice a week! I want to thank you for your readership and I hope that you stick with me through whatever changes the blog goes through in the coming weeks!



Expanding Content

Dear Readers:

I am adding a couple of new sections to this blog. I enter writing contests when I can and I would like to start sharing those contest entries here as well. Not all of my entries placed, and you’ll know if they’ve placed because typically there’s a waiting period or posting restrictions. Those entries will be redirected as required by the host.

As for my entries that do not place or do not have restrictions, I’ll just post them here. I am proud of the work that I put into the stories and wish to share them with others. Please check out the entries as they come in and let me know what you think! Thanks for checking me out and I hope my work is satisfying your needs for a quick read!



Nosey Nelly Knows Nothing: A Blog

Here we go again! Flash Fiction Friday inspiration comes from this blog on Tumblr.

Prompt: There’s a very chatty person next to me on the plane.

Disclaimer: Below the line is a work of fiction.

Dear Followers,

This morning I had to catch a flight back to my hometown. I received a call yesterday that my mother was diagnosed with cancer. Terminal cancer. Nobody ever wants to hear this news but this is the third time she’s had it and everyone in my family has been expecting it. Of course, the child inside of me doesn’t want to believe that the time has finally come for my mother to move from this world to another. It is my hope that you will mourn with me as I go through this turmoil.

As such, I must announce that I won’t be blogging over the next two weeks according to schedule. I will be hopping on once a week to post updates on changes and plans for moving forward. Until then – I’m on a four hour flight.

And there’s a very chatty person next to me on the plane.

I am calling her Mrs. Big Business. Right now she is taking a video call from her husband. There are only six or seven other people in flight. The only ticket home I could afford was a 2:00 A.M. flight – and it still cost me a fortune, by the way. Anyway, Mrs. Big Business is reminding her husband how important this trip is to her and what it can do for her career. He doesn’t see it that way, and based on the tone of his voice I am guessing that they are having some marital problems.

If it weren’t for the fact that she were being so public, I’d keep it to myself and keep my opinions self-contained. Mrs. Big Business is advertising all of her personal matters, though, and I’m pretty sure she could care less who hears about her problems. This is probably one of the biggest worries the husband harbors about their failing relationship. That, and the fact that she is telling him that they need to hold off on children – just one more year, she’s telling him. Based on the gruff sigh he let out – this is something that they’ve been putting off for a very long time.

I feel bad because I bet she doesn’t want kids. I don’t blame her. She shouldn’t blame herself either. Not wanting children is an acceptable part of life, but she doesn’t seem to think so. So she gets caught up in the nets of financial stability. Just one more promotion, just one more business trip, just one more this, just one more that – but never just one more minute so I can explain that I don’t want a family. He’ll probably divorce her – whether or not she tells him the truth.

I want to talk about something else but the conversation is getting very private now. The husband is protesting about having a child. He is telling her that they barely get to have sex, that they are on different sleep schedules, and that most days they aren’t even sleeping in the same location anymore. He asks about her apartment in New York…

I might have been wrong! She is stumbling over her words now. Telling him that the apartment in New York was a two year lease, because she had a fixed number of trips she’d have to make to the NYC office. That she was taking only what she needed to survive. Now he’s saying that some of the storage boxes are missing, that he can’t find some of the kitchen appliances she bought.

Oh god, he’s asking her if she’s going to just divorce him or keep lying. Why did I choose this flight? Did I know that someone else’s life is about to fall apart in a way that is probably worse than mine? Divorce is so hard because death doesn’t take something away from you. Losing my mom to cancer – even though it is a preventable disease to some degree. But falling in love, falling out of love, it’s a mess isn’t it? It doesn’t go away because it can’t be helped. It goes away because nobody wants to, doesn’t it?

In my attempts to block out their argument in my head, it seems that she’s admitted to him that she took those things to New York. She tells him that the real reason she’s on this flight isn’t for a business trip. In fact, it’s because she has a job interview for a permanent job in New York. She wasn’t telling him because she wanted to “surprise” him when she confirmed the position. Financial Director of some sort for some clothing store – said that she has been pulling these strings for several months.

He isn’t taking any of this too well. In fact, he’s telling her that he knew she was lying about the trips. None of the business trips she’s been making have been for “work.” They’ve been a second job, an internship of some sort, that she’s been desperately clinging to for a new life. The husband is not tolerating it. No way! He’s telling her to stay in New York! He is telling her to stay there because he doesn’t want to live another day with her – that everything about their marriage has been a joke for years and that he’s done waiting for her to “come around.”

Apparently she’s already got a divorce attorney, she already has a list of what she wants from him, and has already had appraisals done on their home… wow! This woman was way more committed than I thought she was to this break up. I thought maybe she was just scared to tell him she didn’t want children, but no! This woman was scared to tell him that she wanted a divorce!


I wonder if the stewardess would let me sit in business class. I don’t want to listen to this woman anymore. She’s hung up with her soon-to-be ex-husband and is now video calling someone else. It is a woman talking, griping really, about the hour at which Ms. Big Business is calling her. Of course, there are comments made about this woman still be awake at this hour and blah blah blah. They are talking about the official divorce announcements. This lady is going to make it official on her social media tomorrow that she’s divorcing. Wow.

Just wow. Hopefully that’s the worst of it? The stewardess is coming now – I’m going to ask. I’m going to tell her what’s happening.

She moved Ms. Big Business to first class. It gets her away from the rest of the passengers, who began applauding her when she returned. I am glad that that is over. More than likely, I’m going to hell for advertising this couple’s strife. I could have kept my fingers still and listened to music. I should have made a better effort to keep this to myself. But as a blogger, I did feel that in some way this could be a learning experience.

You can figure out what the message is because it will be different to everyone who reads. Let me know what you think about in the comment section below. As always, first time visitors can subscribe for future updates (not similar to this post). Returning readers, thank you again for the your time and devotion to my blog. Tune in sometime next week for an update on how my life is changing!

But until then – keep your eye on the prize!

Yours Truly,

Nosey Nelly – Aka Nelly Knows Nothing!