Book | Nicole Y. Walters

No More Excuses … (for now)...

Jul 29, 2013 by admin

It is 4:46 AM as I begin this post. I haven’t blogged in a while. I haven’t had the time. Time. The lack of time has been my chief complaint of late. More than ever, what I want more of in my life is time … time that I can spend as I choose, to do with what I want. Here lately, what I want most is to write the second book brewing inside of me, but there doesn’t ever seem to be enough time. Of course, we both know that’s not true. Right? I’m not the only person walking the planet who is passionate about one thing but paid to do another. That’s the way it is some times … scratch that … most times. So few of us are lucky enough to...

Material

May 29, 2013 by admin

It must be real. Thank you Booktrope Publishing for believing in me. Peace and Blessings,...

Sweaty Palms, Dry Mouth

Apr 25, 2013 by admin

“Hi All, we would love to get Charis out by the end of the month if possible …” Wha’? Huh? End of the month? Eeeeeeep! Those were the words that sent me into the center of a small tornado of self-doubt, worry, fear, and anxiety yesterday. “End of the month if possible.” It seems like I’ve been writing or editing or dreaming about my book for over a year now … oh, wait, I have been. Could that be why I nearly fainted at the thought of it finally being here and real? Perhaps I’ve been so in love with the dream of the book that the reality of it feels a little strange and suspicious and claustrophobic. My book, Charis: Journey to Pandora’s Jar, has taken so many forms from characters who were developed...

Lessons Learned On My Back

Jan 26, 2013 by admin

First, get your minds out of the gutter people. Okay? M’kay … On Sunday, January 6th, I stood up from my couch and was promptly pulled backwards and down, the result of a tweaked back muscle. I had been FaceTiming with my best friend and leaning close to the computer to see her pretty face. I got up to remove some potatoes from the oven and that small gesture was the beginning of a severe back injury that continues to challenge me even as I write this post … standing up, sitting down, standing up, sitting down. (FYI, I almost wrote ” that continues to plague me” but that sounded too defeatist for an optimistic girl like me.) From that small moment, a trip to the ER was born. Speaking of “born”, not even...