The One Thing You Have to Do Today

By now, it's August, and the dog days of summer are here.

A few weeks back, my temperature gauge read a hundred degrees, no lie. So, six Griffin’s battled an epic Marco-Polo game in our pool. Number one wasn’t home.

Seventeen-year-old, six-foot-tall number two, cannon-balled half the chlorinated water into the yard. While number three, who’s fourteen, lunged at anyone yelling “polo!”—or in number four’s case, “turtle!” (funny kid—don’t ask.)

Skinny number five swallowed gulps of waves while laughing at the idiocy of his family. And Dear Husband snuck up on each person, including his wife, to try and chuck them into the pool like a bag of dogfood.

(Doesn’t he know all teachers have eyes in the back of their heads?)

Point being, if your family is like mine, these games are few and far between. Yet, after we play them we ask ourselves, “Why don’t we do this more often?”

My answer: The “to do” list.

Don’t get me wrong, I live and die by mine. But we give power to our list and allow meaningless tasks to rob us of time. We give it permission to become more important than making memories. Why?

As I stare at mine, I wonder, how many of these errands will matter a year from now? Or, if a someone I loved became seriously ill, how many of these little “to do’s” would I regret not doing? Not one.

What I would regret is not making time to play with my family. Fostering those memories, they’ll cherish long after I’m gone. I think back to my mother-in-law who recently passed. The times we talked and laughed, but most especially the times played games. She was fiercely competitive, and I always managed to get myself on her team. Ahem.

I miss those times. There weren’t enough of them. Take it from me…laundry will still be there tomorrow, bathrooms can stay messy for another day. It won’t kill you to leave a dish in your sink. Nobody that matters will judge you.

Best advice: Go now. Cross four things off that list and push them to tomorrow. Grab your kids and soccer ball or board game. Get playing. Do it now. Before you can’t. Until next time ~Kelley

Twitter Pitch Contests

I am a true fan of the writing contests, really - I am.  

After completing NaNoWriMo in November and winning the Bronze in the 2015-2016 Rudy, I've entered five more contests for 2016 including The Cleveland Rocks Romance Contest, Pitcha Palooza, The Fab 5 contest, The Great Beginnings Contest, and the big one... The Golden Hearts Contest sponsored by the RWA. oh please, oh please - pick me!! 

The waiting is where I lose my mind as I have zero stores in the patience department.  But... now, I've decided to try my hand at Twitter Pitching.

WHAT?  Yes, twitter pitching.  The premise  of the twitter pitch is to boil your entire 80,000 word novel down to 1 (one) 140 character pitch where agents and publishers can favor it if they like it.  If hit the little heart, then you can send your query, synopsis, three chapters, or whatever they want to see, directly to them and in theory, avoid the slush pile.  For this particular Twitter pitch party -#PitMad you get to tweet three times for each project from 8am to 8pm on 3.17.16.  

Sounds easy, right?


Inside the meager 140 characters, you need to show your hook, voice, highlight conflict, and reveal the stakes.  It must also include punctuation, spaces and the proper #tags of course.  Oh, and with the tens of thousands of pitches that barrage the agents during this 12 hour span - it really needs to be polished, grab their attention and stand out.  

As if writing a novel (or two or three) and trying to get them picked up by an agent to sell to a publisher isn't difficult enough, my naively optimistic  self thought this would be fun.

I spent  three hours - THREE HOURS!! at the library one night this week, working on TWO sentences - no kidding.  When I die and they ask what kind of person I was, I hope that someone tells them that I was tenacious and well rounded, instead of the nail-biting,  coffee drinking, pacing-the-floor and talking-to-myself kind of writer that I am.  Can ya'll do that for me?

Until next time,


Blogging in the Bathtub...

Before you judge - let me just say, I am a busy girl.  Five sons, handsome husband, full time job…trying to get a book published – you know the type.  Some ideas, like listening to a good audio book while driving the kids to school or balancing the checkbook while the husband drives us around on Sunday, are good ideas - time saving ideas even.

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Welcome to my crazy world.  I am glad that you are here with me on this journey.  Here you will learn all about the struggle of being a full time worker bee, wife and mom as well as trying to get a book published and what I have learned about that industry.  My hopes are that this blog will be informative, but make you smile too.  Speaking of crazy.... Have you ever bought so many groceries that they are spilling out of every orifice of your cart?  My cart last Friday at ALDI was so full that I was teetering a bag of potatoes on one arm as there was no place to put them and I actually commented to the cute couple in their 20's behind me stating, "I'm really not a hoarder.  I have a big family."  They smiled politely enough, but I turned around thinking that I must be some type of lunatic.  Hoarder.  That was the best word that my writer mind could come up with on the spur of the moment?  Writer's minds.... that brings me to the reason that I began writing; My Grandma.  Elaine Morrissey, was a reporter/ photographer back in the 40's.  She had 4 small kids and took care of everyone, a farm, a husband and still found time to go out and get the story, photograph the story and write the copy for the paper.  In her 90's and residing in a nursing home, she said to me - "If I am going to write that novel, I'd better get busy."  She never wrote that novel inside of her, but I often wonder if she had... what would it have said?  I didn't want that type of regret - therefore I write.

See you next time,

KT Griffin