Making a Move

I can’t believe it’s been over two months since my last post. I like to add to my blog at least once a month, so I’m not sure where the time has gone. I have been very busy finishing up The Practical Writer, and right now I’m in the proofing part of that project, which always seems to take forever, but it’s definitely an important part of the process. I’ll tell you more about that project in a later entry.

Even though I do like to post at least once a month, it can be difficult to figure out a topic. This blog started out about my medical transcription career and has now morphed into my writing career. I have written a lot about my first two novels, even including some chapters from both books. I’m not quite ready to post any chapters from my next novel, but I can share with you a sort of funny story about leaving my home in Ohio.  I say “sort of” funny because my husband did think it was, but to this day, I feel bad about my reaction.

On a quick side note, in case you don’t know, my third novel is about my life with my husband, with the characters fictionalized, but the events are true.  We were married in 1977, and about 1990 we both came to the realization that “Andy” was going to have to look for a new job. That meant more than likely we would be leaving Ohio, which meant not only leaving our childhood home, but also leaving behind family and friends—an entire life.

One of the first places Andy was going to apply was in Minneapolis. My response was to tear up and utter ever so pathetically “bleak!” That’s all I could say. He never did apply for that job, and I still feel bad about that. It could have been a great job! I have actually been to Minneapolis and loved the city. It’s just that at the time of the job opportunity, I simply wasn’t  ready to face the fact we were going to be moving.  At that particular moment, I wasn’t  sure I would ever be ready for such a life-changing event.

As it turns out, it took about two years for the job offer to come along. A lot happened during those two years, which will be a part of my novel. We would wind up going much farther than Minneapolis, and I moved into a home that my husband bought without my seeing it first. If that’s not trust in a husband, I don’t know what is! 

 

I’m very excited about getting back to work on this third novel about my life. It’s not so much that our life together has been unique. I am sure there are couples who have gone through much more than I have with my best friend and partner, but I want to share how we handled all the many curve balls that have been thrown our way over our almost 40 years of marriage. Our path has changed so many times, I have lost count, but hopefully I’ll have a better idea of that once the third and final chapter of the “Life” series has been completed. I’m targeting very early in the New Year for that to happen. In the meantime, I’ll be posting about my latest project, The Practical Writer, in a few weeks. Until then, thanks for stopping by and always remember to enjoy your day. Merry Christmas!