Fight the Good Fight

I haven’t written here in a while. This is the first blog since I announced my writing was on a bit of a hiatus. Today, I wasn’t having a very good day. There are moments when I feel like life just keeps kicking me to the ground and there are times where I don’t really feel much like getting up to fight back.

Occasionally, when these days happen, I come across a meme that someone posted on Facebook and it helps pick me up and gives me the incentive to get back up and fight the good fight. So then I thought: “How many other people are having rough times in their lives and could use a little pick me up too?”

I decided today was the day that maybe I should start writing about these inspiring moments in lieu of writing my books. Maybe this is the path I am meant to travel for a while. So we will give it a whirl and see how it goes. I can’t guarantee I will post daily, but I will try to motivate myself to share any incentives that I receive.

This is the meme that provided the incentive for today to keep on fighting and never give up. Today was one of those days where I was feeling down and like a failure because I am not having any success with my online store. And the old adage comes to mind, “It takes money to make money.” And I don’t have the spare money for advertising and such, so I am relying on the hope that my friends on social media will help me out with promoting the store. Well, that concept has been a miserable failure and I feel like I am going to fall victim to the dreaded Facebook algorithms that will keep my posts from being seen by a majority of the public (unless I pay for sponsored ads).


I was having a moment that was synonymous with the one line in the Poison song: Something to Believe In. The lyric is “And it just makes me wonder why so many lose and so few win”.  Why is that? Why can’t we all be a success if we work hard enough to get there? Why is it that so many lose and so few win?

The meme earlier today reminded me once again of my favorite Triumph song: Fight the Good Fight. It seems like those moments when I need a pick me up, the song on my playlist will play and remind me not to give in and give up. So, I am pulling up my boot straps and giving it my best for another day.

So, along with the meme, I give you the lyrics to Fight the Good Fight. Enjoy your day and keep on fighting!

Fight the Good Fight-Triumph

The days grow shorter and the nights are getting long
Feels like we’re running out of time
Every day it seems much harder tellin’ right from wrong
You got to read between the lines
Don’t get discouraged, don’t be afraid, we can
Make it through another day
Make it worth the price we pay
The Good Book says it’s better to give than to receive
I do my best to do my part
Nothin’ in my pockets I got nothin’ up my sleeve
I keep my magic in my heart
Keep up your spirit, keep up your faith, baby
I am counting on you
You know what you’ve got to do
Fight the good fight every moment
Every minute every day
Fight the good fight every moment
It’s your only way
All your life you’ve been waiting for your chance
Where you’ll fit into the plan
But you’re the master of your own destiny
So give and take the best that you can
You think a little more money will buy your soul some rest
You’d better think of something else instead
You’re so afraid of being honest with yourself
You’d better take a look inside your head
Nothing is easy, nothing good is free
But I can tell you where to start
Take a look inside your heart
There’s an answer in your heart
Fight the good fight every moment
Every minute every day
Fight the good fight every moment
Make it worth the price we pay
Every moment of your lifetime
Every minute every day
Fight the good fight every moment
Make it worth the price we pay


Viva Las Vegas!

I am getting ready to take a trip soon. I will be off to fabulous Las Vegas for 5 days for some fun and to compete in a tournament, the Las Vegas Open. As always, when the subject of Vegas comes up, it reminds me of some interesting times we have had in our lives that revolve around Vegas.

In the 33 years JK and I have been together, we have stayed at a total of seven hotels in all the times we have ventured over there. Out of that seven, only two are left standing. All the others have been imploded to make room for newer hotels.

We had a really close friend that lived there and became a part of our life story forever. Sadly, this will be the first time that my daughter and I are going to Vegas and we will not get to see this dear friend. Last February, she lost her long time battle to cancer and we are still mourning her loss. She was just a great person who touched so many lives in such wonderful ways. She also spent many years raising money for her local Make-A Wish program. That just tells you a lot about a person. While they are struggling with life threatening problems of their own, they are taking the time to help others that are struggling too. That was the beauty that was Stacy Bromberg.

Recently, my daughter made the decision that while she was there in Vegas; she was going to get a tattoo in memory of our dear friend. I sit here and think about it and it hits me in the gut. While most parents are sitting around wondering where they went wrong with their kids, I sit here and count my blessings and wonder where I went right with this kid. Her heart is big and beautiful. It just amazes me. She just amazes me every day.

Many that know us know that the old guy, JK, and I have been together since what feels like the dawn of time. This July will be 34 years that we met. It was a Friday the 13th…imagine that…lol. However, we have only been married for…

…oh hell…..*note to self: your 18th anniversary is in a few weeks!

…for 18 years on February 3rd. That date was pre-selected because it was the day before we were to compete at the Las Vegas Open. So, we decided to go down to the courthouse to get married. We wanted to keep it simple.  No Elvis chapel for us! Now, back then there was no internet or cell phones and stuff, so you actually had to call people and look in phone books to get information. So when I needed information about the courthouse and marriage licenses, I give a call to our pal Stacy who lives in Vegas. And in keeping with the theme that is her life, she immediately said that she was going to be our witness and that was that.

The day finally came where we packed up the car and made the four hour drive over to Vegas from our home in Laguna Beach. As we get closer to town, we had decided to stop at the courthouse first before going to the hotel to get everything done all at once. We had pre-arranged for Stacy to meet us there at 2pm. I had called the courthouse the day before to get directions. This is where things started to go awry. Apparently, the street that the employee told me to turn on off the first street didn’t exactly intersect that street. It ran parallel to it. We were never going to find it. So, there goes Anne to a payphone to call the courthouse to get directions again. We park near the courthouse and we are both so irritated by then that he doesn’t put money in the parking meter. Yes, there was a ticket when we got back.

It was at more than an hour past the time we had planned to be there. And of course, there was no Stacy there to meet us.

We ventured into the room where we had to fill out the application to get our marriage license. It is a pretty non-descript room with a counter that the employees sit behind. But the décor was the most interesting part. They had lots of signs about what you can and can’t do to get a license. The funniest one was the one that said that you can’t marry your relatives. Seriously. They had to have a sign there telling everyone this. We both laughed and wondered, “Does that really happen? Has it ever happened?” Obviously it must have because there was a sign there for it.

It was pretty quiet in there, so we were called up to the window right away and explained to the lady that we were there to get a marriage license. She asked a few pertinent questions and then asked for our ID’s. This was where the fun begins. You see, back when our daughter started school, we had already been together for seven years and in California, once you are together seven years, it is considered a common law marriage. I hated my maiden name. It was hard to spell and even harder to say. Also, having a different last name than our daughter once she started school was a pain, so I made the decision to change my last name to the same as JK and our daughter. It really was no big deal.

Well, I didn’t think it was a big deal, until we handed our licenses to this lady at the courthouse. She looks at them both and then looks up at us with the proverbial “deer in the headlights” look of panic on her face. Then she quietly whispered “You all have the same last name. You aren’t related, are you?”

Well, now we know why they have the sign!

She was forever grateful once we explained how I changed my name when the kid started school.

Finally, we get to the hotel to check in so I can call Stacy and figure out how we can meet again so we can actually get married after all this madness. She agrees to meet us at the courthouse, and says to me “But I am sorry, I gave your flowers away to another couple since you didn’t show up and I figured you changed your mind.” That was the beautiful person she was. She bought me flowers to get married with.

We went back to the hotel, had dinner and went down to the bar for a few beers. It was pretty normal for us, even on a wedding day. Then JK won $600 on the slots. Woohooo!

I really miss my pal, Stacy.

Going to Vegas and not seeing her there is going to be emotional…for all of us.

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The Anxiety of It All

First off, I would like to wish everyone a Happy New Year. I wish you beautiful moments, treasured memories, and all the blessing a heart can know as you begin your journey into this new year. Here it is, 2018. Who would have thunk it? I just posted the other day on Facebook that 33 years ago that day, I packed up everything I could into two suitcases to move to another state to live with a man I had only known for six months. And here we are today, still together. To quote the GD’s song lyric: “What a long, strange trip it’s been.”

I guess what I am now feeling these days with regards to my work is called Writer’s Anxiety. At least, that is what I am calling it. To start with, quite honestly, sales suck. I have done the best I can, but I really don’t have a budget for ads and such and rely solely on what I can do by myself, but even that seems ineffective. So I am sort of at a standstill. I don’t want to continue writing a book when I can’t even sell the first two books. So, for now, the next book is on hold. I have had a few people I know read the books and they have said some really nice things, so I am keeping that as a positive for it all and not giving up.

In the meantime, I am learning. There are many great authors out there that I am connecting with in different writing groups on Facebook and their help has been awesome. It has also been helpful to connect with many new authors who are struggling, just like me, to find their place in the writing world and make it a success for themselves. There is a lot of great advice out there, but no one seems to have a magic wand to wave and make things perfect. Where’s MY fairy godmother??  😉

The downside to seeing comments from a lot of authors? Some of them are sharing their earnings for the year and sometimes it can get demoralizing. I don’t doubt that this was not their intention, as they just wanted to share their excitement, but there are those of us who are battling to get to that level, or even close to it. It’s like the proverbial dangling carrot in front of you that you can’t seem to reach.

This is part of the anxiety that I am facing lately. The rest centers around some recent contests I have entered. I am waiting, somewhat impatiently for word on just how I did. I guess I am hoping that somehow, one of these contests will have a positive outcome and give me the validation I seem to be needing to continue this journey as an author. I am also hoping that it would give me and my work a much needed push in the right direction.

So, I sit here and I wait. I check my email more times a day than I ever have. I check the Facebook group where the winning announcements are being posted. And again I wait.

And I write a blog, and I post an excerpt from my second book on my author page. I keep on plugging along and I will try to keep the same mantra going that I have in the poem I wrote at the top of the page. Someday fortune will smile down upon me.

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