Sunday, January 30, 2011

My First Article for Birmingham Christian Parenting Examiner

 Today I am working on my first article for Birmingham Christian Parenting Examiner. 'Establishing Christian Parenting: Boundaries'. In this article I will discuss the boundaries Christian parent's need to set for their children, even though some of the boundaries we set are comparable to those of secular parents, the boundaries Christian parents set must also differentiate. What's your take on the subject: Do you feel Christian parent's should set different boundaries than those of secular parent's? I would love your feedback.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

God's Plan: Growing as a Writer

“When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.” Alexander Graham Bell

Today I thought my door to writing had closed and I was too busy wallowing in self-pity I may have not seen another door open.

I got a rejection email from a major romance publisher and I actually thought about giving up my writing career.

My other door did open today! I got an acceptance email for freelance(paying) work.

I am ecstatic, enthused and elated. It's a great opportunity for me to showcase my writing skills. I have been contracted by Birmingham Christian Parenting Examiner.

I will be able to post articles on topics I am passionate about and share my insight with others in my community.

I know God provided this opportunity and I am grateful I can post articles in which other Christian parents can relate.

The 3 D's of an Official Wannabe Romance Writer: Defeat, Despair and Deflation

It all began when I was introduced to my first romance novel at the tender age of thirteen. Forever seared in my brain where passionate kisses and bodice ripping. From that moment I resigned myself that I could write romance that good.

Over the years  I've tried my hand at it only to be rejected not once but several times. It's always the same song and dance routine from a generic editor.

Actual email I recently got from a Harlequin editor:

"Dear Ms Elliott:

Thanks so much for submitting the first chapter and synopsis of your story. Our editors reviewed the submission with care. Unfortunately your story was not strong enough for us to consider further.

You’ve done a nice job balancing the romance with the faith elements, which suggests a solid understanding of the requirements of our Love Inspired programs. While you’ve created two sympathetic characters in Becky Gail and Rick, we’d suggest fine-tuning the romantic conflict between them. Because they are clearly drawn to each other from the beginning and spend time working toward a common goal, it’s difficult to pinpoint what stands in the way of their relationship. Why are they unable to commit to each other until the end of the story? Once this aspect is strengthened, the story will likely be more compelling and more engaging for the reader.

Good luck with your future writing endeavors and thanks for entering our challenge!

We hope you enjoyed the week long So You Think You Can Write event—a call to new writers and a celebration of romance fiction. We plan to hold another 24/7 online conference in the fall of 2011. Visit for more information throughout the year and make plans to join us! Sincerely,

The Harlequin Editors"

Now, I know I can write because my work has been accepted in several different venue's, maybe romance writing isn't my forte.

Faced with the possibility I will never be a romance author has garnered  defeat, despair and deflation.

Do I admit defeat my work isn't good enough for any romance editor or do I suck it up and tweak what I have written?

Do I drown in despair because I can't cut it as a romance author or do I forge through the tidal wave of rejection?

Do I wallow in deflation or pick myself up by my boot straps and prove  I am a writer?

I will suck it up, forge onward and pick myself up, continue toward my goal to become  the author of a romance novel (only if it's one).

As Scarlett O'Hara quoted so famously in 'Gone With the Wind', "After all... tomorrow is another day."

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

I Thee Wed.....Only if You Give Me a $10,000 Dollar Ring

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
 1 Corinthians 13:4 (NIV)

Throughout history, probably until the mid-seventies little girls  were taught they must have a husband. It was not only what was expected of us, but it became an instilled value. We had to obey our mother's, so we went in search of Prince Charming.

We didn't know Prince Charming only existed in fairy tales, because our mothers brainwashed us. We continued our quest throughout the eighties when we thought our Mr. Right would come along and sweep us off our feet.

In today's social stage those little girls are now seasoned women, who without a doubt should know Prince Charming and Mr. Right are only figments of another time, a dream of our mothers who were sometimes stuck in a loveless, abusive relationship because they were taught they must obey their husbands.

Because of  the social conundrum created by our mothers today's little girl's believe in love with a price tag.
Unfortunately, innate values have been established as the norm and little girl's grow up believing if they get married (which is now a choice not an option) , my boyfriend in order to prove he really loves me must shower me with the most expensive engagement ring.

Love now comes with a price tag.  Our fore-mother's basically created a new society in which today's women can pick and choose. Love now equals money. Little girls watch television programs that promote this type of
behavior. A majority of  today's mother's encourage this type of behavior.

I am not saying it is not wrong to want what is best for our daughter's, but at what price?

Have we become our mother's by encouraging our little girl's to search for King Midas?

Unlike our mother's we should instill the value of  love does not wear a price tag. Love should come from the heart. 

There are no Prince Charming's, Mr. Right's or King Midas' without consequences. Only God can provide the perfect mate and only you can be willing to accept His direction without the acceptance of a dollar amount.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011


I'm 50! It's suppose to be a magic number.

When I was 12, I couldn't wait until I turned 13. I would become a teenager and it was a magic number. Turning 13 was overrated.

When I was 15, I anticipated the days before I turned 16. I could drive, I could date! Turning 16 was overrated! There was no magic, only another  year older.

The years filtted by, 21, 25, and before I could blink I turned 40. The best years of my life?

Forty was supposed to be the new 20. I wanted to turn back the hands of time, but I had no magic left in my weary self.

Before I could get too disgruntled with forty I was 50!

Now, I was bombarded with AARP letters welcoming me to the Senior life....

Was this suppose to encourage me to become a better me?

Do my friends and family now expect with age comes wisdom and I am Wonder Woman?

Well, news flash, yes I am 50, glad I made it this far, but Wonder Woman I'm not nor will I ever be.

I'm just contented to be fifty and me....

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