Author: Natalie Buske Thomas

Tybee Island

Tybee Island GA

Ooh, adventure awaits us at Tybee Island, GA!

Tybee Island GA May 2017

I can hardly wait! THIS is what all of the work was about – a spectacular life!

Tybee Island GA

It’s a beautiful sunny day – hot, but not too hot… PERFECT!

There’s my girl, excited for our first day on the beach in our new home!

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Well, come on! Let’s get in the water!

Tybee Island, GA

While I wait for the rest of the family to catch up (I ran on ahead), I’ll take a few pictures… ooh, a flock of pelicans! (or pelican-like birds, I don’t know)

Ah, here they are… the rest of the family is here.

With my husband Brent and daughter Cassie here to oversee our beach towels, yes… get in the water, Nicholas and Savannah! WOOT!

Son Nicholas…. wearing his Doctor Who T-shirt over his white Irish skin. Smart idea, sounds like he listened to his mom.

Ah, my son and my youngest daughter Savannah… she’s been waiting for beach day – hard to believe she will be 16 this year. UGH – boys STAY AWAY! (that’s the age I was when I met my husband!!!!)

Pure joy!

I love this shot! Their body language speaks for itself – it’s like I can hear their voices when I see this picture. Savannah giving a whoop, Nicholas chuckling.

What fun! There’s nothing like God’s oceans to bring absolute overwhelming delight. Everything we went through to get to our new life… all the detours and failures… this moment reminds me why it was all worth it.

My husband Brent (apparently taking a picture of me? Probably forever lost on his phone) and daughter Cassie (collecting shells). So… can you keep my camera for me? I want to get in the water! Why am I still standing on the beach???

Brent took this wonderful photo of Cassie… when I asked him to keep my camera, he decided to use it. 🙂

From left to right… Savannah (head barely above water), me (arms stretched out for reasons unknown), Nicholas…. Cassie picking up shells

Savannah, me in the middle, Nicholas – oh WOW this was sooooooo much fun!!!!! I can’t wait to go back!!!!!!

Natalie Buske Thomas with husband Brent on Tybee Island GA

Me and my husband ~ Looks like we made it! Coming up on 30 years of marriage next year

Miss Cassandra and me… yeah, I’m the shortest one in my family. At least there are plenty of roommates to reach the top shelves for me.

I love when I capture a father-son moment… don’t know what they’re talking about here, just love that they enjoy talking to each other.

Savannah built a sand castle while we waited to dry off some before leaving the island

Aww, our day at the beach is over… we are some of the whitest people on the planet. Even with sunscreen we have to limit our time in the sun. Well, that’s OK, we’ll come back soon!

The family, walking slowly… tired from our day at the beach

Our first day at Tybee Island is over, but before we go… let’s grab a bite to eat at The Crab Shack! We’ll feed ourselves AND the alligators. Yep… real ones. I’ve only seen them at zoos. This will be interesting!

The day at the beach cost us only $4 for parking. My aunt Ann had sent us money for our anniversary this past February. She prefers that we spend it on dinners out instead of bills or errands. I saved it for a special occasion. And here we are! Her gift will cover the Crab Shack and part of another meal out too!

So, onward to The Crab Shack!

Home in Georgia!

On the road to our new life!

We’ve finally made it to Georgia by way of Minnesota, Wisconsin, Ireland, and Indiana! We went through Kentucky and Tennessee (Hello, Nashville!) to the Georgia state line… but we’d have several hours’ more driving left… including driving through Atlanta just after rush hour.

Signs I thought were worthy of a blog mention:

I don’t think they meant for those two signs to go together, but… interesting, huh? Trust Him from the mountaintop?

As you see, we’re coming into Atlanta now… I hope it’s not too crazy. Last time we were here it was a hideous din, like a million bees buzzing. The cars were swinging across several lanes of traffic from both sides, all at the same time… reminded me of motorcycles in a cage at a circus. This time, it was nothing like that. It was fairly easy. We stayed in the fabulous carpool “diamond” lane and sailed through!

Atlanta!

More Atlanta…

Here’s another billboard for you…

I thought that was a cool vintage looking sign

This amused me to see Trump on a tower

Ah, we’re almost in Macon, whew! We have hotel reservations there. We’re sick of being on the road. Everyone’s ready to get out of the van.

Our hotel is behind the Outback Steakhouse. Glad to be calling it a night.

Yea, it’s the morning of our move to the new house! We’ve left Macon for the Savannah area… Port Wentworth. I took this picture for Marie. Look, Marie, I’ve gone back to Ireland!

LOL, figured you’d get a kick out of seeing this. Well, no, I’m not back in Ireland, but I’m back at the coast, near an island and dolphins! Oh, and one of the largest St. Patrick’s Day celebrations in the world, huge love for the Irish in Savannah.

What would Georgia be without peaches?

Ooh, look, we’re getting close!

Not long now!

I’m getting nervous butterflies!

HOME!

 

 

Beautiful flowers by driveway, walkway

 

Look, sand! Sand in the backyard! (Hey do you like my cute sandals? Seriously cheap from Kmart!)

AND… wow, totally didn’t know about this! There’s a lagoon at the end of the property, just yards from our patio door! That’s a crane. I took many pictures of it. Figured you only needed to see one, LOL. There’s fish in the lagoon and we’re allowed to fish! There are turtles too. Savannah is on cloud 9. She spent hours out there… did not have sunscreen on. Yep. (Oh, if you are new to my blog, my youngest daughter is named Savannah… coincidence, nothing to do with GA. She was named after the adorable child character in Savannah Smiles, a movie. But… my Savannah LOVES that people don’t get her name wrong anymore, and she’s loving seeing her name on everything. Already bought a hat with Savannah on it.)

I’ll end our moving day with this closeup of the gorgeous flowers I showed you earlier. Welcome to the South. I hope you enjoy the journey with me.

Flowers in Port Wentworth GA

 

 

 

Tybee Island GA

Coastal Again!

I’m Coastal Again! WOOT!

I know, this blog post is coming to you out of nowhere, after a long absence. I couldn’t find the words to describe all of the miserable things that were happening to us. Besides, most of it isn’t wise to post on the Internet.

Evansville, Indiana didn’t like us. After that city was through chewing us up, the feeling was mutual.To say that things didn’t work out would be a vast understatement. But let’s just focus on what’s most important.

Teaching wasn’t the right career for Brent. I won’t get into the reasons why, but it was clear that this wasn’t the life that any of us wanted. So, even though he’d put years into going back to school for his masters degree, a semester of unpaid student teaching, and so much more… well, it was best to cut our losses and move on.

Meanwhile, Brent’s part time job at CVS led him to his new career. He had become a licensed Pharmacy Tech, and was recently offered a slightly better position as a Shift Supervisor Rx. We’d be moving again, but to somewhere special! Before I get to that: There’s a college nearby where he can go back to school—yes, again!—to become a PHARMACIST! This direction makes sense. Brent has always been a scientist type. I thought he’d be teaching middle school science, which seemed to fit, but one thing led to another and he ended up in primary school, hmmm. Anyway, life feels very much back on track now. WHEW! That was quite a detour! (and pharmacy pays much, much better than teaching, WOOT!)

The Pharmacist plan does mean more “starving student” years ahead as Brent goes to school for his Pharmacy D, and he’ll have to do an unpaid internship at the end (UGH!). Pressure is on to rev up my career as an artist and an author. Please share my work with your family and friends. Don’t be afraid to help me in any way that you can think of. If you have extra dollars, you can buy my books for your local library, school, dentist office, etc. Well, there’s that promo out of the way. Now… back to our big news:

WE’VE MOVED TO GEORGIA!

My father visited Savannah, GA on his assignments with the Air National Guard. He brought me a beautiful sand dollar. He had another one that he cracked open to show me the “doves” inside. He told me the story of the sand dollar and said that Savannah is a special place that I should go to one day. I never thought much of it. The ocean was something I’d only seen once, when I visited my aunt in North Carolina. It just wasn’t my world, although my heart longed for it to be.

Well, before the Ireland dream, we’d hoped to move to Savannah, but when we lost our health insurance and had a whole host of other miserable set backs, we chose Ireland instead. I worked for four years to raise the money to move to Ireland. And, if you’ve been following my story, you know that we could only stay for five months (visa issues). But… it was a life changing adventure and our family will never be the same. My dream of seeing a dolphin in the wild came true, and I have the beautiful dolphin figurine from Dingle to remind me of it. It’s sitting in my mom’s hutch right now.

Back to my story… here we are, about ten years after we first decided to make a big life change. After moving from Minnesota to Wisconsin, to Ireland and Indiana… we are now back to our original wish, the one that we thought we couldn’t have: a move to coastal Georgia, in the Savannah area.

After Ireland, big dreams were over. Indiana was back in the Midwest, we’d lived there while growing up, and we knew people. It made sense… until it all went wrong. There were times when I looked at my beautiful dolphin figurine and I’d struggle not to cry. I knew if I let one tear loose I’d sob for hours, days even. (a bit of an exaggeration there)

Well…. did you know that Savannah has easy access to places like Tybee Island and there are dolphins there? Did you further know that I already have good news to share about my new author/artist connections? And did you also know that I’m typing this from my new house right now?

Ireland proved anything was possible, and Indiana proved that failure isn’t the end of the world. Why fear it? It was time to dream again! I’d have a fabulous life as a coastal author and artist. I will! I am!

OK, OK, time for me to stop talking and show you the pictures!

 

New Christian Art

My new art series ~ “Faith”

This is an oil painting on canvas called “Kitchen Devotions”.

I have a new camera!!! My videos look much better now. Please watch, only a few seconds of your time – worth it, I promise!

NEW! Art prints available for any of the art you see on this site – art gallery quality Giclee prints. 8 x 10s are $20 … they look very nice for framing. Other sizes available, cost will go up or down accordingly. Natalie’s Etsy store will be officially open soon, but for now you can order directly from her. (:::waving at you::: hey, it’s me, just shoot me an email if you want to order a print: ArtistNatalie@aol.com ~  I saw them and they are very nice, high quality)

Nativity

This post was originally published on December 14, 2016 ~ It was DELETED BY A HACKER! Fortunately my wonderful son had recently backed up all of my files for me. I HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH and THESE FILES ARE MINE. You may disagree with me, but deleting me is AGAINST THE LAW.

My latest oil painting was inspired by my late parents’ 1971 ceramic Nativity set. My mom poured the molds and my dad hand-painted the figures. This set is one of my most treasured possessions, and one of the few things I was worried about moving to Ireland and back. Did the set make it? If only one piece made it, it will have been worth the cost to ship it. I wanted something, something to hold on to from the original set.

I didn’t realize that I was holding my breath, until I opened the bin and started to breathe again. I didn’t see any signs of breakage so far! The camels were mostly unscathed. One camel had a slight clip on the base – no big deal. Out came the goats, the sheep, the shepherds, the wise men… all without a scratch! But then, but then… oh my heart sank.

The side pieces of the barn made it, but the main structure had a complete roof collapse. Had any of the precious figures made it? Were they all broken, shattered? I rescued Joseph and the angel from the rubble. I found baby Jesus – He was safe and sound! But Mary, where was Mary? She was under the worst of it. I told myself that I’d be fine… this was just a ceramic figure, only one of many. All the rest were fine. Hadn’t I said that “if only one” made it, I’d have something? And now, I can’t bear if unless ALL of them made it?

I reached my hand under the broken pieces of ceramic. I found her. Whatever shape she was in, I’d soon know. Miraculously, Mary was completely unharmed! I couldn’t believe it! How could that be? The stable building had been crushed exactly where she had been tucked inside. It may seem like a small thing, but, I’ve lost so much and this set meant the world to me. That small miracle showed me that God sees… He sees me and the little things.

ALL of  the figures of the original Nativity set were intact and as beautiful as I remembered them. I felt more hopeful the whole rest of that day. And whenever I look at the figures I’m reminded of seeing Mary, with not even a chip or a crack in what is by now fragile ceramic that has been moved dozens of times.

The main building may be a total loss… I’ve left it out, hoping that we can salvage it somehow. But if we can’t, that’s OK. I have more than I expected to have. I stared at the figures, thinking about how many years they’ve survived, how many homes they’ve lived in… how much life and death they’ve seen. I thought about how my father gave me my artist genes, and how he lives on through me. And that’s when I was inspired to bring my parents’ ceramic pieces to life – I’d paint them!

And I did. Somehow I think they know this. They were proud of that set, and they should be. I’ll treasure it for as long as I’m blessed to have it. Mary has been through a lot already. I think she’ll hold up for another generation and beyond. Here’s the art I was inspired to paint… the Nativity.

Nativity oil painting by Natalie Buske Thomas Dec 2016

Scooby Doo Gang

Halloween 2016

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IMG_4870My son Nicholas does a great Shaggy impression (the walk)

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We went to Krispy Kreme for a free doughnut! MMMM!

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Brent got a “salted caramel” doughnut. The rest of us got the filled kind. Mine had both chocolate and vanilla filling, apparently I got the “zombie” one (I didn’t know that, I just picked it for the cute face!). It was delicious! HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

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Tri-con Day 2

IMG_4800A lot of great costumes today! Cosplayers were creative.

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IMG_4803Quailman from the cartoon Doug

IMG_4804Doctor Who scene – I was dazzled by the “Cassandra” (the floating face) prop

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IMG_4811I really liked this costume – she said it was her own original creation. A mythical deer creature? So pretty! Doesn’t she look like she’s ready to break out into a Broadway song and dance number?

IMG_4814The Evansville Public Library offered a free button making project. Also, one of the staff (not pictured here) is a fan of Cassie’s KiLA iLo comic. She was surprised to see Cassie, and to hear that we recently moved here.

It was a good connection! We donated a copy of our books to the library and it looks like we’ll be doing workshops there.

IMG_4842This dragon was here to raise money for the Make a Wish foundation

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IMG_4819Actress Cristin Azure chatting with cosplayers – looking gorgeous, ladies!

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IMG_4822Actress Cristin Azure interview session with the Shaw brothers

…and a selfie with the crew!

IMG_4821Enjoyed getting to know the lovely Cristin and her husband, but their adorable baby stole the show! I wish them all the best as they continue their creative adventures in acting, stunt driving (whoa!), and more.

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IMG_4829The beautiful Maleficent, otherwise known as our favorite cashier at our local Ruler Foods where we shop religiously for my family’s groceries! I tell you, we take food savings seriously. This girl could have cosplayed as herSELF and I’d have wanted a picture!

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This made me laugh! Although… I was worried when the T-Rex hopped up the stairs… whew, glad he made it

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IMG_4831Remember I mentioned earlier that the Evansville library was offering free buttons (that you design yourself)? Cassie drew Max from the Goofy movie.

She wanted to ask Max’s voice actor, Jason Marsden, to sign the sketch before it was made into a button.

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Jason Marsden, was kind enough to sign the sketch. The button turned out great! Cassie will treasure this – thank you for being kind to my daughter, Jason!

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This young girl, Melody Meador, was the master of disguises! She wore several costumes throughout the weekend. She commissioned Cassie to sketch one of Jason Marsden’s other famous characters for him to sign. Melody was so pleased that she gave Cassie a chocolate cupcake!

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That’s a delicious tip! Not a starving artist today!

Tri-Con 2016

Tri-Con at Holiday Inn, Evansville, Indiana

Here we are, bright and early! (Well, it’s too early to be “bright”)

IMG_4756That’s me in the red coat (left) with my daughter Cassandra.

IMG_4759Cassandra, ready to pitch her KiLA iLO comic and Dramatic Mom (the comic we collaborate on – she’s the artist, I write the stories). I’m focusing mainly on my new art book FRED … the iPad is set up to display my painting videos.

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IMG_4765Cosplayers… ^ don’t know what’s going on here ^

IMG_4770<—–See, that’s my table. Right next to me was a magician.

He was busking for tips, working the crowd. By the end of the afternoon I knew his routine.  It was hard for me to resist blurting out the punchlines to his jokes. 😉

Let’s take a break from the table and see what other people are doing…

IMG_4775Eville J’s Creepy Closet – “Masks, props, and all things creepy”

IMG_4776Yi, yi, yi…

IMG_4777He said that’s a Trick or Treat bag! Clown alert… don’t look behind the franken mask if triggered by clowns.

IMG_4783These two were fun. I wanted to sing with them… their booth was much more fun than mine!

Mikey Mason – Comedy Rock Geek

IMG_4784Jacob Walker, artist

IMG_4785Kevin Brown, photographer – I wish the samples on the table had showed in the photo better. I like the Supergirl one, very cool. What a fun gift a photo shoot like this would be! “Beyond Reality, Photography with no Limits”.

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Greggo travels the world doing his game shows

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Enjoyed meeting actress, model, and stunt driver (tell us more!) Cristin Azure… Walking Dead zombie? I love meeting interesting people!

IMG_4792Comic creator Kyle Starks

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IMG_4795Actor and director Jason Marsden… our family loves him as the voice of Maximilian (Max) from the Goofy movies. I have fond memories of the Goofy movie playing in an endless loop during our 2008 family vacation… every time we got in the van, Goofy and Max would pick up where we left off. But, Jason has done much more than that… take a look at all of the shows you’ve probably seen him in, in his 25+ years career.

Besides all of this, he’s a nice guy. His table in the VIP area was in my direct line of sight. I watched him talking to teenagers and young adults who attended the convention, easily spending a good ten minutes or more in one-on-one conversation. He was genuine and warm. I’m sure his time with them meant the world.

See? It’s people like this who give us hope that there are still decent people out there!

And… he was gracious enough to offer up a picture with me in it. “Uh, sure!” (Goofy voice) <–that part didn’t happen, I can’t do Goofy. I can do a decent Mickey Mouse though.

IMG_4796Jason Marsden and I, just hanging out….

IMG_4797Cassie wanted a picture with Jason too, so I sent her back over with my camera.

That’s a great start to the Tri-con weekend, wouldn’t you say? We left early today (Friday). We’ll be back tomorrow for more.

Why Indie?

FRED TV oil painting videos by Natalie Buske Thomas

August and September are a hazy memory. I was lost in the production of Fred, an interactive and funny book featuring my oil paintings. Fred is my life story summarized in a 40 page children’s book, told in my own style, illustrated by my art, and brought to life by multimedia. I love being an indie because I have the creative freedom to do projects like Fred.

But I almost took a different path.

About fifteen years ago I was in negotiations for a publishing contract. I was sorely tempted. After all, isn’t that what I’d always wanted, to be an author? But the publisher wanted me to commit to 50 booksignings and/or author events a year. I did the math. Hmm, the last I knew there were only 52 weeks in a year. I explained that I didn’t want to travel while raising young children. Unfortunately, the travel requirement was non-negotiable.

I thought back to when I went to Bouchercon, a convention for mystery writers, fans, and industry professionals. It was held in Milwaukee that year. We were living in Minnesota then – Milwaukee is a manageable day trip from Minneapolis. My husband dropped me off at the convention hotel, armed with my self-published mystery novels and a whole lot of moxie. Then he headed off to the science museum with the kids.

I served on a panel and I signed a few books. I thought I’d feel important, but I was instead lost in a sea of well established and traditionally published authors. I was snubbed by most, and then roasted online afterward. I didn’t take it personally. After all, writing is a competitive business and I wasn’t (yet) an experienced or trained competitor. The only thing I felt foolish about was my naiveté in thinking that these people were my colleagues. No, I wasn’t ready for prime time (then).

When the convention ended, my husband showed up with the kids in tow. My son was in a stroller and my daughter was walking alongside him. My daughter had never been to a museum like the ones in picture books and on children’s TV shows, the kind of museums that feature dinosaur skeletons. When she saw me, her eyes lit up and she immediately bubbled over into a steady stream of chatter about T-Rex’s and dinosaur bones and dinosaur eggs, and… you get the picture. She’d had a big day. And I had missed it.

So, no, Mr. Publisher, I will have to pass. My requirement to be home is just as non-negotiable as your requirement that I travel. However, had he been willing (he wasn’t), I was open to compromise, and that’s the part that scared me the most. After the travel issue, how many other things would I have been willing to compromise? I’d get the chance to find out.

Later on down the road, after a third baby and a private teaching career, I was in negotiations for a publishing contract for a different book. I figured the kids were getting older and I could handle the traveling requirements. But wouldn’t you know? There was another impasse. This time, the issue was with the main plot of my book. He said he “couldn’t get past it” and wouldn’t sign on unless I either changed it or offered him a different book.

I actually considered doing it. I don’t have a fierce love for my own writing, I never do. It’s the act of writing it that excites me. Shortly after I finish a book, or even before the final page, I’m already hooked on the next project. The point is, I don’t get upset when editorial changes are suggested. However, he wanted me to change the main plot. I couldn’t do that without re-writing much of the book, making it a different book entirely. My gut was telling me not to. If he was already leveraging me for radical changes before I signed t he contract, what would he expect after I signed it?

How much was I willing to compromise? Was I comfortable giving someone else veto power over my ideas? It’s one thing to give my book to an editor to find typos, grammatical errors, pacing issues, weaknesses in the plot, contradictions in the story line, or any other suggestions for improvement. Improving a work is a far different action from approving, or obviously disapproving of a work. While improving a book is a necessary step in professional publishing, approving/disapproving is a form of censorship.

How desperate was I for a publisher? After all, wasn’t I getting the hang of this publishing gig on my own? Those early days when I was snubbed and ridiculed by traditionally published authors were humbling, but I learned from them. I trained. I gained experience. I am now a strong competitor. Had it not been for indie publishing, I wouldn’t have learned what it takes to win. Now I regularly attend booksignings, public speaking events, and conventions. Sometimes I’m the host or the guest! No one’s laughing now.

I’m grateful for that nagging feeling in my gut that told me not to compromise. Today, I’m working on my 27th book, Birds Day. Besides being an author, I’m also an artist with oil paintings on exhibit. I wouldn’t be where I am today if someone had slowed me down, vetoed my ideas, and discouraged me from experimenting. No one believed in me as much as I learned to believe in myself.

Even when it was hard to keep the faith, I followed each creative twist and turn. One thoughtful Christmas my husband gave me a beautiful artists’ easel. I didn’t want to disappoint him, so I put it to use. In 2010 I painted my first oil painting and submitted it to a juried competition. I got in! My painting Savannah Reading in a Butterfly Garden was on a 14-month tour, part of a traveling exhibit to libraries. Encouraged by that warm reception, I painted several more works of art that were featured in gallery exhibits: Ron and Joy before the War, Irish Angel, Life Sustaining, and We are the Angels that He Sends.

Today I’ve painted dozens of gallery-sized paintings and dozens more story-board illustrations. I’m doing what I love to do, what I was born to do! If not for indie publishing, I wouldn’t have had the freedom to explore new ideas. And that’s not all! I’ve taken my book adventures a step farther: I’ve made them interactive via videos to watch me paint the illustrations. The art comes to life when the videos are sped up, like a short animated film. I love dabbling in film!

Well, as much fun as all of this sounds, as you might already know firsthand, being an indie is a lot of work. Coercing a computer to cooperate is a joyless ritual. And there’s always an unwanted-guest-who-never-leaves elephant in the room: that pesky issue of money. It’s not enough to create the work. I also have to SELL it.

Life was especially hard when my husband was unemployed for a year. The pressure on me to produce income was cranked up to “boiling”. But I’m not alone. Every entrepreneur and small business owner has this worry. Sure, the worry for some might not ever reach the boiling point, but few people can afford to dabble at being an indie publisher. And those of us who are full-time indies without a “day job” have a strong motivation to sell books!

As I write this blog post I’m multi-tasking. After every few sentences a notification alert tells me that there’s another message from my son at this college campus. He wanted me to remind him to bring his earphone cable. The chat moved on to other subjects. Shortly afterword I got the message “it was here the whole time”. I realized we were back to talking about the earphone cable. Then, he wanted to me to install a chat room on my computer. I followed his instructions. My computer went bezerk. The keyboard failed, making my cursor drunk with power. I lost control of the wheel. I had trouble even re-starting. Just now I was able to get back to this blog post.

Communication with my son resumed. “Did you try it?” he asked. I told him what happened. His response, “Oops.” See? I would have missed all of that, had I taken the other path. Who knows where I’d be right now; would I have had time to talk to my son on a Tuesday morning? What would my day have been like? Later this afternoon I’ll be cheerfully painting a goldfinch for my new book project Birds Day. I also have a lunch date for macaroni and cheese with my daughters. I want this day, my day.

I want it all: creative freedom to push books to the limits of my imagination, mac & cheese lunch dates with my daughters, and disjointed chats with my son. There are no limits, there are no rules. The ugly days challenge me. Well, if I’m honest, some days I’m defeated. But I get back up, even if it’s a slow climb. The good days inspire me. Whenever one project ends, it means that another can begin. I think I’ve plead my case to you long enough.

Why indie? Because I love it!

Dream big, God bless, xoxoxo - Natalie

Talk Like a Pirate Day

AARGH! We accepted the challenge. What a blast!

First stop, Long John Silver’s for FREE dinner! We dressed as pirates and got free 2-piece baskets w/sides – one for each of us. I didn’t have to cook dinner and it was FREE… WHEE! Oh what a riot. 🙂Thomas Family Pirate Day Long John SilversMy husband Brent, AARGH!, son Nicholas, daughter Cassandra, me in plum (can’t see my bandana, it’s falling off!), daughter Savannah in the eye patch

More pics from Long John Silver’s, then on to Krispy Kreme’s!

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Thomas Family w fun Long John Silvers employee on Pirate DayThis fun employee asked if she could join in! My son Nicholas took this while we said AARGH!

Next, Krispy Kreme’s for a DOZEN hot doughnuts EACH!!!! We are so thrilled! We froze them. Nicholas is taking some to campus, Brent to work, etc… we are happy, happy, happy, AARGH! Saw a lot of pirates at Krispy Kreme!

Line at Krispy Kreme:

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