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Life and Writing

Hey, everyone! Sorry it’s been a bit since my last update (I feel like I’ve been saying that a lot lately), but I’m still trying to make sure I poke my head in here to let you all know that I’m still alive.

I’ve just been ridiculously busy!

We’re setting up the new place to get moved in, which requires new carpet, paint, curtains, a ton of cleaning, etc. Doing that when I’m on my 8th month of pregnancy is pretty crazy… but it’s going to be worth it. The room is coming together, and we should be moved in by the coming up weekend. That means (fingers crossed) that I will be around a lot more to get writing/updates done. I think I’m gonna dive back in by doing a week of writing prompts, so I’m hoping that some of you guys can join me!

Other than that, things have been pretty slow as far as writing goes. I’ve been prodding at it a little, but a lot of my time and energy is spent either doing the moving thing or sleeping (this baby apparently loves making me lay down.) The weird thing is, my insomnia hasn’t gone away…. but I still need to get like at least 6 hours of sleep to even think of functioning. I end up laying in bed for hours and hours and hours just to attain that. Once we’re moved, I’m going to have my desktop setup in my bedroom… so it’s going to be a lot easier for me to use that insomnia for writing fuel.

I’m honestly very excited, and I’ve been missing blogging. My goal is to get both Limbo and Cerulean Darkness finished and edited before the year is out. It’s gonna be crazy, what with a newborn around… but I’m going to stick to it. The thing is… I have to keep setting these goals. With Elijah coming, it’s even more important that I achieve them, because I want to show him that you can fill your dreams as long as you push hard enough and don’t give up.

I may end up going back to doing some commission writing as well. I’m not sure. Things are certainly changing… but I’m excited for it!

So, until next time! Keep read and writing, and keep being the awesome people that you are!

Author Amanda McCormick

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Monthly Wrap Up

(Warning, I’m having typo brain today xD)

Hey, I at least hopped onto here to get my monthly update out! Though, in all honesty… I should be getting back to normal now that March is rolling around. This month when I said that I would, I forgot that my husband’s sister was visiting. She lives out of the country, so she was here for quite a while… which means that we were distracted for quite a while.

Anyway, as far as the monthly update goes, I haven’t gotten that much writing done. Thankfully, I’ve gotten a bit. It’s mostly been RP replies, and a little bit of this and that… but the point is I was getting some writing in. All told, I only hit about 6,000 words for the month, which is a far cry from my normal 30,000 word goal (28,000 for this month). But, it was something… which makes me feel a little bit better.

As far as everything else, I’m feeling really well now. My morning sickness is all but gone – I’m actually starting to get a little bit bigger xD So I’m assuming that I will eventually get uncomfortable from that.

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As a fun little thing, here’s a picture of my baby. We went for a gender/health scan and found out he’s a perfectly healthy baby boy.

Anyway, I’m hoping I’ll get back to regular posting in March.

Until next time, you guys! Keep reading and writing, and keep being amazing!
Author Amanda McCormick

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Life and Writing

Oh dear… I really am going to figure out how to get my writing consistent again someday. I do have to say, the break that I took is solid proof about everything that I’ve been saying – it takes weeks, months even to properly establish a habit. It only takes skipping it for a few days to unlearn all of the things that you’ve taught yourself. I intended to start fresh yesterday, but I was exhausted.

Baby makes me exhausted. So I didn’t.

But I’m starting today. I don’t know if I’ll immediately jump into daily blogs, but I’m going to try. More importantly, though, I am going to get back into writing every day. Just gotta take a deep breath and dive back into it, right? I have to push aside the mountain of snacks on my desk to check out how much I wrote last month, and I know it was a completely dismal number.

… and shockingly, I still made my word count. *Blinks* 16,013 words written for the month of January. I boosted my word goal down to 500 words a day… so I was still about one thousand words over. I’m actually not as disappointed in myself as I thought I would be – I’m going to take that lack of disappointment, and I’m going to use it as my fuel to get back into the groove of things again. At least, I’m going to try my damn hardest to. We will see how much I can get written today.

So, other than my little update right there, I wanted to go ahead and let you guys know what blogs you should be expecting! I’m going to get back into my tags, and my writing prompts. I should also have a book review up soon of the new A.G. Howard novel, RoseBlood. I mean, honestly, did you expect me to see a Phantom of the Opera retelling without immediately snatching it up? I needed it – I got it… and I do have to say that so far, it’s been completely amazing.

I also want to get a right and proper baby update blog – clearly, with my lack of writing every day, we can already tell what the topic of choice is going to be for the blog, and how the little one is changing my writing flow… but that will probably come up tomorrow. For now, I will give you a small, brief update. Things seem to be going well – I’m damn near 18 weeks. I have another appointment on Valentine’s Day, so I can let you guys know more about the physical aspect of it then! It’s been truly amazing so far, and I wouldn’t change it for anything. But, as I said, that’s for a full blog… probably tomorrow, maybe the day after. I really need to look at my posting schedule and see if I want to rearrange it.

For now, though, that’s all. I hope you guys are doing amazing, and I’d love to hear life updates for all of you as well!

Until next time, you guys! Keep reading and writing, and keep being amazing!
Author Amanda McCormick

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Life and Writing

As you can all see, I’m not really back on my blogging schedule just yet. However, I am super happy to say that at 1 day shy of the 17 week mark of my pregnancy, my morning (see: all day, all the time, no matter what) sickness has finally dissipated. This blog is just going to be a lot of me musing, thinking, and a general update on me. Hopefully (fingers crossed) I will be able to get back to my blog schedule after this, though I might just do some random blogs until Monday, and then start fresh (I always work better when I do it that way.)

Anyway, onward to the random thoughts.

First of all, I came into this year knowing that I might have a few days where I wouldn’t be able to write. My expectations for myself were still extremely high… but they were high with a little bit of a learning curve for everything I knew was going on with me. I’m sure that a lot of ladies who are pregnant, especially for the first time, are having to figure out everything. For me… figuring everything out came with a one week break from writing. It was the weirdest thing I’ve done in over a year, because I’ve written every day, consistently, for over a year… but this past week has been crazy. My husband has been extremely sick, and I’ve been fighting off the last of my morning sickness. What I haven’t kicked is the exhaustion that comes along with being pregnant. I’ve gone from insomnia to sleeping for 12+ hours a day. It’s so strange. However, it’s seeming to level out… but my body was demanding that I get that rest.

So, I did something that I wasn’t expecting to do… and I listened to my body.

I have to say it was the smartest thing that I could do. I took a week off, and I’m coming back into writing completely refreshed and rejuvenated. I’m going to recommend doing this to everyone – not just to pregnant women, but anyone who is going through something extremely stressful, or who is very sick, etc. Lower your word count – take some days off if you have to… but listen to your body. I know I’m a huge advocate for writing every day, and I still believe that you should.

But every now and then, you have to take a breath. So pick your days wisely, give yourself a time limit, and just know that when you come back, you need to come back strong.

Moving onward, I really… really… really am seeing a direct correlation between the amount of caffeine that I consume and how much I want to write. I miss my giant cups of coffee – they were my writing fuel. I know that a lot of it is probably a habit that I established. I’d wake up – get a big cup of coffee, drink it and write in the morning… and now I can’t do that. It’s spoiled my habit.

I need to make a new habit. It’s the second thing that I’m really discovering in all of this. We can train ourselves to think that certain signals mean that we can or cannot write. You can’t become so dependent on those signals that you can’t write when you don’t have them. I have to learn to write without my big cup of coffee, as much as it pains me. If you can’t have your certain playlist, your certain writing area, your certain writing beverage or snack… you still need to be able to write. We can fight through it together, guys. I believe in us.

Lastly, I’m going to hit on the current… environment of the world, without really getting into my own political opinion. I know that things are hard for a lot of us – unsure, frightening, scary… and I’m just going to leave you all with a bit of advice (I might write an entire post about my thoughts on all of this later, but not now.) But that advice is this: We need our writers now, more than ever. We need our thinkers, we need our people who will give an opinion. We need the people who can offer stories for people to escape into. We need our creative minds now more than ever before. So please, keep on writing ❤ You’re amazing.

Until next time, you guys! Keep reading and writing, and keep being amazing!
Author Amanda McCormick

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Life and Writing

Hey, everyone! So, the day for that explanation that I’ve been talking about has finally come. I was waiting for a particular day, a particular date… and it’s here now, so I’m ready to share. I’m gonna take a small break from writing talk (though not really, cause it has a huge impact on my writing) and talk to you about what’s been going on with me. A warning: if you don’t want to hear about pregnancy/troubles with it/emotions surrounding it, just skip this post and suffice it to say the first trimester of being pregnant is what has put a hold on my writing.

Now, for those who do wanna hear ❤


Just a little bit into November, I had this epiphany – this realization, if you will. I… hadn’t had my period for over a month. I bought a test on the day of my very first write in ever, took it… and spent the entire write in wanting to go home, because it came up positive.

I’m 27, married, I have a wonderful supporting husband and a lovely circle of family and friends. Being pregnant isn’t a bad thing – it’s actually a beautiful, joyous, amazing thing. Josh and I were both really excited, and so we called the doctors and got my dating appointment set up; basically, that’s where they give you an ultrasound to see how far along you are.

At least, that’s what I thought was happening?

I didn’t expect to really see anything. I was maybe six weeks. I wasn’t even sure if I was that, because my period is abnormal. I couldn’t see my normal doctor because she was out of town for a few weeks. I honestly should have taken that as a sign and waited, but they wanted me to come in as soon as possible, so I did.

And I got my scan.

And the doctor couldn’t see anything but the little sac where the baby eventually grows. She smiled, she said it was either I’d gotten my period date wrong (I hadn’t, but the fact that I wasn’t always normal didn’t seem to register to her?) or there was something wrong and it wasn’t a viable pregnancy. She signed me up for some blood tests and sent me on my way without any type of comfort, or anything like that. “I’ve seen it go both ways, so…”

That was it.

I was a little shocked, to say the least… but I took a deep breath and went home. I did something that I haven’t done in a loonnnnnngggg time. I prayed.

Let’s backtrack a little – I’m not really a religious person. I believe that there’s something out there, but I am a firm believer that people are way too good at screwing up for me to let a person define it for me. My childhood experiences with religion (in a very southern kinda Kentucky) had kinda soured me on it… so it wasn’t something that I was really into. I’m of the mind that there is something, but people aren’t capable of understanding it. Through this experience I’ve learned that you can have faith without it being the definition of an organized religion – I can still have my values and beliefs that we can’t understand the actuality of a higher power… but I can still believe in it, and that’s pretty amazing for me. And honestly, it made all of the difference in this situation.

Okay, anyway, I prayed. And I got just… the most peaceful feeling. It was weird, but I felt better about it. So, I went to my blood tests, and I had taken two of them and was on the way to my third when my doctor sent me an email.

I think that this is probably a miscarriage. Your numbers aren’t exactly where they should be.” She basically told me that it was her professional opinion that my baby was dead, but to go ahead and take my third test.

I’d done it by then, and I was so damn devastated. I ignored that feeling of peace – shame on me – and I cried.

I cried a lot, until my husband came home… and he told me that I couldn’t do that. That I had to think positive. That I had to be positive. And almost like everything was aligning, I get another email.

Your numbers still aren’t where I want them to be, but they have raised. Come in for another scan and we’ll see what’s happening.”

I was so elated. She basically removed the death sentence that she’d put on my little baby and gave me hope… and that was when I realized something. Prayer and positive thought are really powerful things. They really make a difference, and that feeling of peace that I felt initially was something that I should have trusted. Faith is something that I hadn’t felt in a long time, but I felt it then.

So, we went back to the doctor, and I had positive thoughts. I flooded myself with positive thoughts. And I prayed, and I said “You show her, baby, you show her the strongest little heartbeat that she’s ever seen. You prove her wrong.”

We went to the doctor… and… there it was. A strong heartbeat. My baby. It was there, and it was healthy and perfect… and she looked up at me and said, “Oh, wow. I can tell you congratulations now.” She was glad that she was wrong, but she wasn’t sorry that she’d been so harsh. I kind of had to take a step back and realize that sometimes it is really all about having the right doctor.

So… she completely removed that death sentence, and the entire month of November that was basically uncertain Hell for me suddenly got better. And I kept up with those positive thoughts and that prayer, because I realized how important it is. I realized that miracles really can happen, and that things that seem hopeless can be okay. I know there are other people who are in the position that I was in, and I want them especially to know that things can be okay, and that giving up hope is the last thing you should do. Just hold on, stay strong, and keep your positive thoughts and prayer going into the Universe ❤

I went to my next scan (with my actual doctor)… and things were perfect again. Little tiny flailing limbs that would someday be arms and legs. Strong heartbeat. Perfect baby.

I gave another huge splash of prayer and positive thought, and moved on to the last scan that I had on the 5th. And it was life changing.

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My kiddo had gone from a little bean to a little person. It had developed arms and legs and eyes and years and a nose… it had a perfect little profile, and I have to say that I’ve never felt more in love. I’d crossed that really unpredictable time – the first trimester – and I’d made it to the second, when things get less scary for losing the baby.

So, that’s where I am at. The last three months have been a roller coaster, and one that I couldn’t have gotten through without finding a little faith again, without a lot of positive thoughts, and without the best support system that a girl could ask for.

I’m probably going to post one a week with an update on this – how pregnancy is changing my writing, how things are going… because I think that a lot of writers are also Moms, and I know I’d be interested in reading it.

But that’s my little update, and my reasoning behind why things have been so crazy. Thank you so much to the people who were supportive during this time, and thank you so much to all of you for being patient while I wasn’t around ❤

Until next time, you guys! Keep reading and writing, and keep being amazing!
Author Amanda McCormick

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