A Room Full of Dreams

A girl that's going to be moving into my apartment soon made this sweet comment about my bedroom:

"It looks like a room full of dreams."

Her words have stayed with me and caused me to look around the space I call home. As my eyes drifted from one item to the next, I couldn't help but think my room IS a room full of dreams I HAVE made come true. Here's a wee list:

• My framed photos of the Eiffel Tower and various other wall hangings, art, and souvenirs from all over the world = I have fulfilled my dream to travel, but there's only more trips to come. 
• A bookshelf full of delicious stories = I am a book connoisseur.
• A couple photos of Jesus = I am active in my religion (far from perfect, though).
• A laptop = I'm a writer, blogger, and occasional Netflix'er.
• Some stuffed animals = I'm still a kid at heart.
• A wallet = I am able to support myself.
• A Precious Moments graduation girl figurine = I have a college degree.
• A pretty book lying on the nightstand with my name, the author, glittering its cover = I've published a book, my little Félicité Found.

With this said, I encourage you all to take stock of the dreams you've already made come true. Know that because you accomplished them, if you will, bucket list items, you can do anything you put your mind to.

So, my mind is set on writing and publishing and all sorts of other delectable goals. But the most important goal right now is to share my words through Félicité Found.

Send out the word to all the world about her. I'd love for you and the cats zoo (as Pat Hatt would say) to enjoy it.

Here's where you can buy Félicité Found and the Goodreads link:

Amazon

Barnes & Noble

Createspace

Goodreads

Oh, I have a Facebook page that you are more than welcome to "like". I hope to build up another social network platform there.

So, what dreams have you already made come true? What are dreams you are working toward? And if you haven't purchased my book yet, why the heck not? haha

Hugs

Writing Jewels

Name Revealed

I’ve been working on my novel for a year and a half now. During this whole time, I’ve been apprehensive to officially reveal its name. Perhaps it’s because she’s been such a major part of my life that I haven’t wanted to let her leave home to enter the big, bad world. I figure since I’m querying now, I may as well unlock the door and let her find her way into the capable hands of an agent and publisher.

I know this is cliché, but the idea came from a dream I had. Yet, it goes back farther than that. In July 2009, I treated myself to a trip to Europe as a graduation present to myself. The first stop was Paris, France. I’ve been smitten with that city ever since.

After coming back, I found myself there in my dreams all the time. Talk about a huge let down after waking up. Pft! But one of my Parisian dreams enthralled me; I thought about it for weeks. I told some family members its details with wishy-washy plans to write a story based around it. One sleepless night, I came up with the beginning and the end.

I started tapping away at the computer until I had a very rough draft finished. After many edits and revisions, I now have a complete manuscript. I’m where I’ve wanted to be for over a year. 

Query-dome! Woot Woot!

So without further explanation, I introduce you to my book’s title!

Félicité Found

My little secret is officially out of the bag. Félicité Found says to you:

BONJOUR! ENCHANTÉ! SALUT!

I hope you like the title, but WHEN it’s published you’ll enjoy its story even more.

To give you a little sneak peek into my book, I share the following pictures. 

They play special roles in my book. Enjoy! 

Pont Neuf Bridge

 Jardin des Tuileries and La Grande Roue (Ferris Wheel)

And of course the Eiffel Tower! Oui Oui!

I hope I've peeked your interest so one day you'll read my book!

Some photos from my trip to Paris, France last year. Paris, the catalyst of inspiration for "Felicite Comes". I plan to go back soon to do some research.

Top: Me at Musee du Louvre

2 &3: Self explanatory

Bottom: Me taking a photo of a bust of a man (can't remember who). If you look carefully, you can see my image in the mirror. I did that on purpose.