You may not realize this, but authors are people too.  People with personal lives and families and jobs outside of writing.  Whereas, we may write about wonderful things and stories with happy endings, we also know the real world is not always so wonderful.  Which is why a lot of us get involved in causes that take us outside of our writing cave at times. 

This last year for me has opened my eyes to one of the largest social problems our country faces.  The increasing devastation of the opioid addiction problem.  Overdose deaths are on the rise and so are the number of children in the system due to parents who have fallen into the deep, dark pit of addiction.  Behind every addict is a family who loves them and cares for them and wants them to get help.  They want their family member back to the way they were before addiction.  They pray, they cry, they beg and they plead.  And they sit back and wait for that dreaded call.

I got that call on January 21, 2017 as I was driving home from a visit with my brother in Michigan.  My youngest daughter was in the intensive care unit at our local hospital after having been dropped off at the emergency room entrance unresponsive.  Yes, people DO drop off their "friends" and leave them there like an unwanted animal at a shelter.  Not only did they drop her off, but while the doctor who was leaving at the end of her shift was trying to save my child's life, the people who dropped her off stole the doctor's purse.

When I finally arrived at the hospital a few hours later, I walked in to my oldest daughter sitting at the bedside of her unconscious sister with tears in her eyes.  Silent tears.  We have cried a lot of those over the last year.  The most heart-wrenching kind of tears.  We watched over her the next week as her condition gradually improved and really believed in our hearts that this time she would go for help.  She didn't.  She quietly slipped out of the hospital with her "friends" a little over a week later.

Thankfully, her story didn't end here.  On her 31st birthday she agreed to get help.  By the grace of God and an old, dear friend we were able to get her into a treatment facility and she boarded a plane on April 6, 2017.  We believe this was the first step to her future.  A chance at life. 

Now the tears we cry are happy tears as we watch her gradually become a new version of her old self.  The funny, prank playing, sometimes obnoxious younger sister.  The one who has been known to pick up frogs or snakes with her bare hands just for the shock value or teach a 7-year old how to ride a mattress down a flight of stairs.  The woman who can cook some of the most awesome meals and doesn't mind getting her hands dirty in the garden or barn.

You may ask where I am going with sharing this story.  Well, through our struggles we learned there are not near enough resources available to meet the increased need from this devastating epidemic.  Government subsidized inpatient treatment centers are generally full with waiting lists that an addict may not be able to wait out.  Private treatment centers may not take insurance or if they do, the insurance may not provide enough weeks of inpatient care to give the addict a good foundation before they move on to the next step of their recovery.  Some communities don't have treatment beyond the traditional 12-step AA or NA meetings and some communities don't want a treatment facility in their community because then they would have to take off their blinders and admit that their town has not been immune to the problem after all.

I made the decision several months ago to do whatever I could to help.  I knew I may not be able to help my own child but if I could help just one family in some way, it would be worth it.  If I could comfort one mother and tell her it wasn't her fault.  If I could lead one young addict to a treatment resource.  If I could speak out with my author's voice and do something to save just one person I felt compelled to do so.  So, I've joined with a small group of individuals to work with a non-profit group that is focused on helping the addict.  I've taken a class on addictive behavior.  And now, I want to go a bit further by donating a portion of the royalties from one of my books to fighting addiction. 

I chose my book Wing and a Prayer because in a lot of ways, the heroine is much like my youngest daughter.  Thankfully, the heroine gets sent a guardian angel who doesn't let her continue down her wild path.  And the story has a happy ending.  The kind of ending I hope my daughter has one of these days.  So, for the year of 2017 I am donating 50% of all royalties from Wing and a Prayer to fighting addiction.

I want to take a moment to thank those individuals who have stood strong alongside of my daughter and who were there to give her a hand up when she needed it the most.  And I want to encourage those who are currently fighting the battle to keep on fighting.  And to those families who are suffering right now because of addiction, please have faith.  There is help and there is hope and it comes when you least expect it.

You can purchase Wing and a Prayer from Amazon at https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01E20YB3A or if you would like an autographed copy for $10 plus shipping you can drop me an email at [email protected] or visit me at Wild Deadwood Reads on June 10, 2017 in Deadwood, SD.

Isn't this a beautiful sunrise?!  I've seen a lot of sunrises, but on this particular morning this one coincided with "Outskirts of Heaven" on the radio. Synchronicity at its best. 
What better way to head to work than with a beautiful sunrise and a beautiful song on a spring morning?

So far, spring has sprung with a lot of activity for me.  It started back in February when I attended the Intensive Clairvoyance weekend workshop at the peaceful Camp Chesterfield.  What a wonderful group of people I met that weekend!  I then returned to the camp in March for a class in meditation and another one about healing addictive behaviors and am planning for another trip in May to learn about life after death and chakras. 

Spring cleaning has been underway for several weeks here at home.  I'm tackling it a room at a time but for some reason, when I get finished with the next room the first one is in need of attention again.  I can't figure out how one person living alone cannot keep a house spic and span without so much effort!  Maybe because my roommates...Oscar, Whiskey, Halo and No-Name don't pick up after themselves and seem to leave a trail of hair every where they go!  Sigh.  I wouldn't trade those fur babies for a million bucks!

Speaking of fur babies, my little goat Fienna crossed the rainbow bridge a few weeks ago.  Her brother, Thor, has been acting out of character ever since.  He slept on the back porch the first night, tried to climb in the window when I was trying to leave for work, followed me down the driveway like a dog and the ultimate...climbed in the back of the Jeep when I was trying to unload groceries.  He's a lonely little fella and tends to try to play with anything that moves.  Oh...and he looks in my bedroom window some mornings.  He's quite the character and I'm sure Pops the mini horse is losing patience with him...so it appears I am going to have to go find him a sister to adopt real soon.  I don't think I can handle another call from the lovely elderly neighbor lady that he's found his way over there and climbed in their car!  Eeeeekkkk!

In March, I released the third book of my Possum Creek series...Home Stretch...and re-released the first two books.  I love the new covers...designed by Jeana Mann...another great author!  If you haven't had a chance to check out my Possum Creek books and you like hometown romances...you can actually get the first book--Coming Home--for only 99 cents!

With those releases out of the way, I'm working on the revision of the first book of my Summers Sisters trilogy and have some more awesome covers designed by Jeana all ready to go!  With a little luck and a lot of writing ahead of me, I hope to have all three out by the beginning of June.  Check back here on my blog for updates on the release dates and a glimpse at the beautiful covers.

I'm really looking forward to summer and my visit to Deadwood, SD for Wild Deadwood Reads.  My airfare is purchased, my rental car and room reserved.  I'm flying into Denver and taking the scenic route to Deadwood so I can take a lot of pictures and make a lot of new memories since it will be my first trip out west except for the trips I've taken to Las Vegas.  I'm looking forward to attending a rodeo, horseback riding in the Black Hills, visiting Mount Rushmore, and checking out all the historical sites in Deadwood.  Possibly get some ideas for a historical romance later in the year.

Another project in the works is the fixer upper I bought at Yellow Creek Lake.  Got one heck of a deal and a whole lot of work!  Despite the interior condition of the little retro 60s mobile home, I have a vision.  With the help of my beautiful daughter and her awesome contractor husband, we should be able to hang out at the lake by Memorial Day Weekend.  Of course, only after my writer's retreat in Brown County, IN with my awesome writer buds!

Well...as much as I could ramble on all night...I really need to grab my pajamas and try to get some sleep.  I have a busy weekend ahead!  I hope you all have a wonderful Easter holiday and don't eat too many chocolate bunnies...and please...NO PEEPS!