Posting days

today is another posting day! I don't know if I should stand up and cheer or hide under the covers. lol I had typed in a recent post about anxiety about writing that the I only fear silence. It is true it is the lack of response that sets me in a dither. but then, who am I? I am a shameless lurker. lol well, not really. In Loving Memory is the story that caused me to actually post a comment somewhere. And then I posted at another. But I did not post regularly. shame on me. I had no idea what the silence from the reader does to the writer.

You begin to wonder--Have I lost yet another reader?--when a regular poster misses a week. Or the view count goes down. Where have they gone? What have I done?

I expected the popularity of my story to be limited to a smaller audience. It is plainly not a romance and it does not focus on THE COUPLE. Well, I was willing to take the risk because I had longed for a story that looked at the men's world. I have gotten away from it a little. We are getting ready to head back into the man's world. I have been focused on the Blake, Darcy and Elizabeth story. A little about Rawlings too. But life is a combination of events: social, financial, family, learning, playing, relaxing, slagfests (ok i just threw that in). You cannot completely separate each one into their own time periods. But in life you do have an event take center stage while the others fall into the background. For instance, when I had an extremely important meeting coming up when I was working and I was the one in charge and responsible it took all my attention. I worked on it at work and I thought about it constantly when away from work. My sons can attest to my single minded dedication to something. I am obsessive and compulsive when I have something I want to do.

I am so focused that other things are left undone. Bills, yes I ignored them when knee deep into a project. Thank goodness for bill paying services. I just schedule them. My money is sent electronically and then my bill paying service takes over. lol I just have to set the amount and when (monthly, quarterly, annually). I have not worried over bills since then and my credit rating has soared. lol I am free to focus my attention on things that matter to me.

I coached soccer when my boys were young. I was focused. I coached for 6 seasons. I was the only female coach, well, I did have sons. I had to learn to think like the men. And because I was the newest coach I got the leftovers for my team. I did not mind. they were all good boys and wanted to play and win. They did not know I never played the game, never saw the game and never understood the game. They just knew they had a coach that seemed to actually want them. Well, unfortunately no bill paying service was available at that time (but I digress, this paragraph is about soccer). I had one advantage over the men coaches. I tried new things since I did not know they were new. I had funny practices. In order to teach my team how to dribble with their feet, I made them practice with tennis balls. We played entire scrimmages with tennis balls. It was such a little ball compared to the the soccer ball that by the time they played the game they could out control the other team. I had other techniques - we played volleyball but with soccer balls and heads. I wanted them to learn how to head the ball. To cut this shameless bragging short, we came in 3rd place twice, 2nd place twice, and first place twice. My team was wonderful although they came from 15 different countries. I had boys from Iraq and Iran (and one of them had actually been whisked to America to avoid being taken to fight), Ethiopia, Chile, Korea, China, Columbia, Mexico, Canada, Italy, and a few other places I can not remember. they spoke English but their parents did not. It was entertaining when I had to give instructions on the locataion of the next game! lol And the fathers that were shocked a woman was coaching thier sons. Whoa. None to happy until we started winning. Then all was fine. A few even thanked me. lol Well I focused on the game. All the time. I wanted to win because I am a competitive person. I loved the competitions and I suppose that is why I put the games in my story. Couldn't have put the women in the games back in the regency time so I had to have a man's story. lol

Well, today I post. It is the final game and the winner of the horse is revealed. I suspect the readers have forgotten about it because Darcy was not one that was tied. I had toyed with the idea but dropped it pretty quick. this first half of the story is not about Darcy so much but about other aspects of life and other men. I needed you the reader to understand my new characters. I wanted you to get to know them before the second half. The time I took time to create these men was important because the second half of the story would not be as meaningful had I not given you these glimpses into the men. I know I have not told you their stories but is it not true when we meet new people it takes time for a relationship to build before their past is brought to light?

Well, we are nearing completion of that phase. their past will come hurling at you, the reader. And when it does, will you post? Or will you leave me in silence? Well shall see.

till tomorrow

gayle