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Gratitude … A Perfect Reminder Over Spaghetti and Meatballs
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Last night at dinner, I fixed one of my family’s all time favorites, spaghetti and meatballs. My husband and I tried to review a few brief tips for eating spaghetti at the table, but I have to just throw it out there, Kids + Spaghetti = One Giant Mess.
My daughter lifted a noodle way over her head, tilted up her chin and slurped it down. I didn’t say anything. I watched a bit amused, fighting the urge to laugh. It was all over her face and eye brows. She caught me watching. She grinned one of her giant ornery grins, which at that point, I never know what I’ll get. But she amazed me and said, “Thank you mommy for fixing me spaghetti. I really like it. I cleaned up my plate. See?”
Her sweet little voice and the sincerity in her face, melted my heart. I quickly said back, “You’re welcome, sweet pea.”
I admit, in my life, I haven’t always been the best at saying thank you and why. I don’t think I learned how incredibly mood altering a heart of gratitude can be, until much later. But now, I try not to miss the chance. I try to look up and notice what’s going on around me, because everyone makes a difference, and sometimes I honestly feel we forget that part in our daily lives.
So today, I want to throw out there a huge thank you. Thank you for taking the time to get to know me on my blog and to follow my Facebook posts. It all takes time, and time is one thing we never seem to be able to hang on to. Lastly, I found this really great picture of pinterest, and it’s true. What if…
Welcome New Author Holly Kelly
I remember being five or six and visiting my cousins in Oklahoma when I first learned about mermaids. Tuckered out, we piled in the bed and ended the night watching The Little Mermaid, an older version and truer to the tale written by Hans Christian Andersen. I fell in love with their half-human/half-dolphinlike bodies, the ability to swim to the depths of unchartered waters, and their hypnotizing voices. Glued to the television, possibility spun in my mind. Could they really exist? Then the Little Mermaid turned to foam, and I have to admit, I was sad. I wanted a happy ending for her.
Mermaid tales have a soft spot in my heart, especially if they have a hopeful twist. When I saw Holly Kelly’s cover for Rising, I had to read it. From the beautiful cover to the title of the book, I believed it wouldn’t let me down, and it didn’t.
So with my brief introduction to mermaids and happy endings, welcome to Holly Kelly’s blog tour, an interview with the author, and my review of her book Rising.
A Bit About the Book
The Review
The Good.
Holly Kelly wowed me with her first sentence in chapter one: “Xanthus could taste the blood of a human in the sea water.”
She continued to draw me in with her word choice in the sentences and paragraphs that followed. Vivid, visual, I sunk quickly into the plot and wanted to know why and what did we “humans” do to Xanthus, one of the main characters in the book.
The Great.
Holly Kelly created this alternative underwater world, exploring the details from the architecture of the cities, to the life dwelling in the depths of the sea. First of all, I want to say how difficult it is to paint a new and different world other than human. A world separate and foreign to what we live and know. I am always in awe of an author who can create this different picture, which leads to my second point, I believed her. Holly Kelly convinced me this world was real: “The Castle of Triton rose in the distance—a colossal fortress with many tall turrets, arched buttresses, and massive windows. Hundreds of sharks circled above and around the castle, guarding their master inside.” (16)
The Ohmigoodness.
Her heroine Sara intrigued me. A strong twenty-something female, she lived with a huge disability since her birth. She constantly had all these conflicting emotions swimming in her head about herself, her disability, and the doctors who always wanted to fix her. I liked her drive to survive and succeed the most. I found myself relating to Sara, remembering how at one point I wanted to succeed like that, no matter how hard I had to work to pay the bills. I also loved the constant reminder of her insecurities. I think we all have them, and she felt like a real person. I understood her actions.
… And Now For The Interview
I’ve always loved to read. It’s been a passion of mine. But writing…? I didn’t really think too much about it. I never really did well in my English classes, so I thought I didn’t have what it took. Then one day I was surfing the web and came across some of Stephanie Meyer’s early work. It wasn’t very good. Then I thought, well if she could suck this bad and still be able to write something like Twilight, maybe I could learn to write too. I didn’t understand what I was in for. Five years and four books later I finally learned how to write well enough to get published. I don’t talk about my first three books. Let’s just say they were my learning books. But I’ve loved writing ever since. My only regret is that I didn’t start writing earlier in my life.
When you develop characters, how do you begin?
I start out with an idea of a character. I come up with a scene and a back-story as to how the character got to this point. Then I let the characters speak for themselves. The story reveals the characters. I get to know them like you do—through the telling of the story.
How long have you been working with the storyline and characters in this book?
I worked on this book for a year and a half. A lot of time was spent revising the heck out of it as I learned principles of writing. And then I tried to get it published after a year, but it wasn’t really ready and I didn’t get much response. After I did a major rewrite, I felt it was better and began resubmitting. This time it was accepted by a publisher fairly quickly.
Many authors use a music list or have specific songs when they write. What were a few of your song choices and why?
I was on an Evanescence kick while I wrote this book. Some of my favorites are Together Again, Bring Me To Life, My Immortal, and Sweet Sacrifice. I also listened to Radioactive (Imagine Dragons) and a lot of rock—Daughtry, Nickleback, Lifehouse…
Where do you write? An inspiring safe place?
I write in my living room or kitchen—while my kids are in school. My youngest is still home so I always have to be aware of where he is. If my older kids are home and can watch their little brother, I’ll hide away and write in my bedroom, and yes, occasionally in the bathroom too.
What 1-2 surprises came up as you were writing this story?
Practically the whole book was a surprise. I began writing with just a character and an idea. The rest came to me as I wrote. One thing that didn’t come to me right away was how the heck they’d get out of Panthon Prison. That one came to me only after thinking about it for a long time. But when I did think of it, it was a “Eureka!” moment.
Briefly tell me about a memory of you growing up, and how it defines your character.
I grew up in a small town in Kansas—a place where an imagination could flourish. Truly, there wasn’t much interesting there, so I had to create excitement in my own head.
What one piece of advice can you give aspiring authors about making their dreams of becoming published come true?
That question is easy. Write, write, write and read, read, read in equal amounts. Then intensively study the craft of writing, learning all the ins and outs of it. Finally, never give up. Keep writing, keep working on becoming a better writer, and don’t let anyone stop you.
Holly was born in Utah but lived in Salina, Kansas until she was 13 and in Garland, Texas until she was 18. She’s now back in Utah–“happy valley”. Holly is married to her wonderful husband, James, and the two of them are currently raising 6 rambunctious children. Her interests are reading, writing (or course), martial arts, visual arts, and spending time with family.
Holly Kelly’s first published book is: Rising. Rising was published by Clean Teen Publishing on September 6, 2013.
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GRAND PRIZE: $10 Electronic Amazon Gift Card, Rising bookmark, surprise Clean Teen Publishing swag gift, and reader’s choice of two digital Clean Teen Publishing books.
Rush Rush Rush…Where are my Brakes
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The art of rushing started in Elementary school. Rushing to wake up and getting ready in the morning. Rushing through my day and lunch to get to recess. I remember the horror of swallowing a Dorito because I had to get on that playground, and it got stuck in my throat. Thank goodness for the sweet lunchroom lady who saved me with a biscuit, which pushed that Dorito wedge free. :0) And why didn’t I learn my lesson back then?
Hmm…
I rushed through High school to get on with my life. I had to get to college, where I rushed to get out, filling my schedule with 18 hours of courses, mixes of art studio and history and squeezing in part time jobs of all sorts to pay some of the bills. I rushed to find a job, landing the worst first job of my life, a door-to-door salesman of various marketing projects and I talked myself out of almost every deal I almost made.
To this day, I still rush. Having kids helped. Being with babies, you have your hands and eyes on them at all times. You’re tired. You try to steal a few moments just for you when you can, but most of the time, in the moments you have, you sleep or you clean. :0)
I’m trying not to rush so hard. My husband is teaching me the art of unplanning my weekends. I like it. I like letting the moment of the day carry me, even though I still bite my nails at times, with the itch to plan.
I’m thinking about rushing today, because I’m noticing how the past history of rushing physically has worked its way into how I write. I want action. I want to move each chapter so bad, I’ve forgotten one important point: slow can be fast. So this revision of my book is all about teaching myself the art of pace and how sometimes the subtle clues, the brief tastes of the unknown can be just as edgy and creepy as full blown action.
So what’s my plan?
I’m working by studying what I love about writing and reading. I’m rereading some of favorite books, and I’m paying extra careful attention to what they do that draws me in. The feelings I feel when I read a really great sentence. That’s what I want. Great sentences, a great pace, where I paint a slow picture where one becomes lost in the beauty, and then suddenly you blink. You see something bizarre and you stare. You can’t stop staring.
Do you find yourself rushing? What do you do to slow yourself down? I’d love to hear it.
Inspire Me Friday. Wicked Games.
Movement is one of the best ways I know to shake up my mood. It helps me make my day exactly how I need it to be. I don’t always need to run, or stand on my hands, but maybe, I can turn on the music in my house and dance as I clean. Maybe I can take a walk with the kids around the block or up to the park and spend a few precious moments moving and feeling a bit of the wind on my face.Dance and music were part of my life growing up and a few weeks ago, I caught this performance by Amy and Travis on the show, So You Think You Can Dance. It stole my breath. I barely blinked through the whole performance. In fact, I was so in awe, I have to watch and rewatch this video, and it always does the same thing, it moves me and still continues to steal my breath. Even the kids got so wrapped up in the music, we were all floating around the room with our arms in the air, spinning.










