When You’re Not All on the Same Page


Yeah, I seem to be stuck in pun mode these days. Just couldn’t resist.

A lot of people think I’m a prepper. Am I? I write about it – not just in my books, but here too. Remember that post on what we do around here in case SHTF? I’ll get back to that next week, but in the meantime, what happens when you and your spouse are in different places on the spectrum?

Honestly, I still waver between the need to prep, and disbelief that it could ever come to that. Sometimes. In reality, I know we need to be ready. Then there’s the part of me that is almost paralyzed by the thought. You know how it is, you know there’s something you need to do but the thought of actually doing it is so overwhelming that you just can’t get started. Yeah, that.

I’ve met a lot of folks online that, to hear them tell it, this is all they do – work on self-sufficiency and pass along news and tips, give advice and guidance. I wonder if they have jobs. Seems like they’d have to, in order to afford a lot of the things they’re using. Yes, I know a lot of people, er, reuse and recycle stuff. But prepping is a lot of work, and becoming self-sufficient is too.

You probably need more time than money. We don’t have either, which is why it’s hard to do the job right. But it has to be done.

My biggest stumbling block (related to three paragraphs up) is the fact that we still need to live in the here and now: we have 2-3 businesses, depending on how you classify those, and we have a son at home who still has needs, school, activities, etc. We have a house that needs upkeep, taxes to pay, yard to mow, etc., etc.

So, if SHTF, all of those things become meaningless. But for now, they’re important.

Back to the post title: my husband is even more lackadaisical than I am, regarding prepping. Sometimes I think he just smiles and nods, letting me go about whatever it is he thinks I’m doing. He sees the stacks of supplies, he’s totally on board with home defense, but the rest? I’m not sure. I did ask him to do a post for the blog here, so maybe you’ll hear from him next Monday.

My point is that it takes a family to prep – not just one or two. And for the record, our son thinks the whole idea is kinda cool!

 

 

Progression of a Writer – Melanie Whithaus


As a writer, ironically, one of my biggest fears is writing a novel. There’s so much work and thought that goes into a novel that I find it all to be very overwhelming. Between characters, plots, themes, and everything in between, you have a lot to think about.

When I first started to take writing seriously, when I was in the sixth grade, I wrote three novels between the ages of 12 and 15. At the time, they were my pride and joy. I spent hours every day working on them and thought I was the next Shakespeare. I even imagined myself being on Oprah’s novel list and she would welcome me onto her show. At 15, that seemed so easy. You write a novel and you become famous. But as I grew older, I realized everything else that goes into writing a novel. Before I wrote for the pleasure of writing. Each chapter of my novels might as well have been short stories of their own. Sometimes the chapters didn’t even match up with the rest of the book. I was simply writing to write. It wasn’t until I was 16 when I realized everything that goes into a novel.

I started a new novel that I have still yet to finish. It was a teen fiction with a hint of the supernatural, so basically it would be a best seller if I finally finished it. At the time, I had so many other ideas and I didn’t do anything but write. Sometimes I would have two or three novels going at once. But that was before I discovered short stories and poetry. I thought that as a writer, I had to write novels. I didn’t think I could write anything else, but when I found poetry my whole style of writing changed.

I’ve been told that many of my prose pieces are poetic. Poetry is something that has always stuck with me and been a building block for my writing career. Without it, I don’t know where my style would be these days. But writing poetry is what opened me into an entirely new world of writing. There were verses and syllables to be concerned about. I didn’t discover my love for short stories until my junior year in high school. I wrote one short story that blew everything else I had writing previously out of the water. I then knew that short stories were my thing.

Ever since then, I’ve pushed novels aside. I figure that instead of spending months on one large piece, I can spend several months writing several short pieces. But recently, the influences around me have encouraged me to start writing novels again. I miss falling in love with characters of my own and their stories. I have so many ideas, I just don’t know where to start. But with a little help from the writing community around me and the experience I have gained over the past four years, I have faith that I can get back on the novel bandwagon and get it published. I will once again be writing to write, to have fun with words and characters, and to love what I do.