All posts tagged Teenagers

Finally back on track…

Published April 6, 2015 by S. E. Myers

Seriously, it has been a while. Moving to Lexington took a lot longer to settle than I initially believed.

Today is the first day that I am back to writing. It feels good. I am currently compiling my writing playlist. As the music plays the images run rampant through my mind. They unfold the story and I can see Andie react to her surroundings and other characters that she has a relationship with.

I’ll write more about that another time. I’m just glad to actually publish a blog piece considering that the last one I posted was forever ago. Luckily, I still have readers that follow my blog and follow my facebook page. Thank you for being so dang patient!

Lexington is beautiful! The air is clean, the grass is green and the people are so friendly. I love my new home and my neighborhood. We were very blessed for this opportunity to pop up in our life at the exact moment it was needed. It has been quite and adjustment. Staying home full-time is a lot more difficult than I remember. I was a stay-at-home mom years ago when my children were little. I assumed that since our children were older I would have more time on my hands to write full-time, boy was I mistaken. There are so many  more things that I have to accomplish and get done throughout the day. But, I am making it work. There are still several projects that need to be completed around the house, however, I am going to put those on the back burner until I have my first draft completed. Most of my day is dedicated to writing this first draft.

It feels good and I can’t wait to share it with you!

This is short and sweet, but I wanted to take the time to let people know that I am still here and still alive and working!


and now for something personal…

Published October 16, 2012 by S. E. Myers

Typically, I try to stay away from true life events on my blog.  I figure that those that do read it are more curious about the next step in my book and possibly a sneak preview of the 2nd book.  Maybe.  Or I am fooling myself completely.

As a mother, I want the best for my children.  I try to be reasonable, accommodating, the voice of reason, a confident, disciplinarian, etc…  I’ve been a single parent since October 2000 when my ex-husband and I separated.  It truly has been me and my children.  I’ve been single since September 2005.  I tell myself I have spent the last seven years taking care of my children.

My efforts have been spent creating a career to support my family.  Then, in 2010, I lost my job because of the mortgage crisis.  I’d thought about writing years before that.  Wrote a screenplay, poetry, and whatnot but did not actively publish anything.  I didn’t have enough confidence in my ability as a writer.  I didn’t have enough confidence in my imagination to push through an entire book.  But that is beside the point.

For the past two years, I have struggled. My unemployment income was 65% of my prior income.  Because my job was off shored, I had the opportunity to go to school and get a degree with a Federal grant.  Or rather, a diploma in Business Administration.  I did that, graduating in April 2011 with a 4.0 and a diploma.  What does a diploma do?  Nothing.  So, I decided to continue my education.  At the same time, I started a temporary job.  For the past year, I have been working a full-time job and going to school full-time.  I also released a book and am now working on my second.  All of this, while trying to take care of my family.

I’ve missed things.  I really have.  I’m at a point in my life where I am not sure what I need to do.  My oldest daughter is 19 and has decided to drop out of her culinary school.  Now mind you, she isn’t quitting at the beginning, but rather the end.  So, 17k later, she has decided she hates it and is now starting a community college.  At least she is going to another school, but I think what is most disappointing are all the other secrets she is keeping from me.

In order to stay in touch with her, I have to read her tumblr.  What is that?

She says she is afraid to tell me because I’ll get mad.  Um, I get mad and upset because I care.  Isn’t that what parents do?  Am I supposed to smile and commend her.  Clap her on the back and congratulate her on growing a set of cajones?  I don’t think I would be doing a fair job as a mother if I did that.  I told her I get mad because I love her and am upset.  If I didn’t care, I wouldn’t say anything.  There are other things going on to continue my disappointment.  I sometimes wonder if I’ve done enough.

With parenting, you can’t ever tell.  I know that when I grew up, I wouldn’t have done or said half of the things that I hear.  Not necessarily from my own children.  There seems to be some sort of entitlement with this generation.

I did my best, I really did.  I will continue to do my best for her, my son, and my youngest.

She is an adult and needs to learn from her mistakes.  But it really hurts to watch her make them and not ask for advice.  It kills me a little inside