Hug a Millennial

To be clear upfront, this isn’t one of those posts. The kind that derides Millennials and all their Millennial-ist ways. Nope, no digs on stocking caps worn year-round or the word “savage” being applied to nouns that have nothing to do with uncontrolled violence.

This is a post that looks the other direction, square at us “old people,” and challenges us to view Millennials in a different way.

Because we need to. Badly. In the worst way. Continue reading “Hug a Millennial”

The choice I should have made a long time ago

So where were we?

Oh, yes. Last we spoke, I had returned from a month-long break from blogging and social media to focus more time in worship, and I said God had revealed a new vision for my writing life.

For those who question the sanity of anyone who says God reveals things to them, please know I once shared your line of thinking. I also once questioned the sanity of anyone who loved coffee. That was before caramel macchiatos came into my life.

We all have our maturing to do.

In my last post, I promised to share with you this new vision God laid out for me. I am a woman of my word, so put on your listening ears. Continue reading “The choice I should have made a long time ago”

The reason I don’t care (that much) about my book sales

Uncage My Brave turns three months this week. Still a newborn.

People ask me a lot about how many copies I’ve sold or some derivative question. I tell them all the same answer: I’m happy with the sales.

My only real sales goal was to recoup any expenses I incurred in the publishing process, and maybe a few extra bones to pay for some iced coffees. THIS goal was met in the first month, thank you, God. Continue reading “The reason I don’t care (that much) about my book sales”