“When will Unexpected Legends be out?” All across my social media accounts I get this question. I want to thank my readers and apologize for my absence. If you’ve been following me throughout the years, you know we moved from Atlanta to the coast for a slower pace (golf cart town), but chaos soon overtook us.

Since 2019 we’ve endured massive renovations, a struggling teenager, taking custody of a small child, her mother and others moving into our home during Covid, a court case against the mother, and my mother’s health concerns.

When things finally slowed down last year, I was too exhausted to immediately dive back into work, and for the first time in over 32 years, I found myself in a position to travel without needing a sitter. Many of my friends and family are at this stage in life as well, so there have been an abundance of travel invites. It didn’t take long to learn I could throw a week’s worth of clothes in a backpack and hop on a plane for an adventure.

With all the chaos since our move, I wasn’t able to get out and meet people in our town. Thankfully, I now have a great group of friends, and I’m back to hosting parties, which is something I’ve always enjoyed.

This year has been a bit hectic with my daughter’s wedding and my mother’s health issues, but things have finally slowed down again. My mother has an upcoming surgery I’ll need to help with, but other than that, finishing this novel is a high priority. It’s been a while since I’ve immersed myself into my writing, but it shouldn’t take long to consume me again. Writing is highly addictive!

Alissia’s story continues! The ending is near, and I promise MANY surprises along the way. There will be laughter, but also tears. You can always expect the unexpected with my writing! I truly enjoy spinning stories for my readers, and I’m excited to get back to it!

Finally! My family needed a lot of care these past few years, but I’m finally in a place of rest. I’m almost an empty nester, and it feels good–REALLY GOOD!

If you read my last post, you know I had a house full of people during Covid, and we’ve been doing nonstop renovations on our home since we moved here from Atlanta five years ago. I unexpectedly found myself in a caretaker position, and I had to set my writing aside. Now that I’m finally in the clear, I know I owe my loyal readers and writing peers an update on my sudden absence.

My oldest daughter has struggled with severe depression and anxiety since middle school. Her teenage years were rough, but I’m proud to say she’s finally in an amazing place. She took a job in Florida and has a wonderful boyfriend. He works as a math teacher at a Christian private school, and him and his friends and family have embraced my daughter. She has a healthy, active lifestyle and is growing into a beautiful, young woman. She calls me multiple times throughout the day to fill me in on her life.

My other daughter graduated a year early, and after a year at home, we sent her off to college. She got accepted into the Theta Tau coed fraternity for engineers, and she’s thriving in every way. We’re rewarding all of her hard work with a new truck on order. Now that I don’t have to fuss at her about a messy room, she texts and FaceTimes me every day to share her life with me.

My youngest son started his freshman year of high school and is in honors band. He’s always been an easy child (but worst pregnancy and baby). He got accepted to spend a day to play with the band at my daughter’s college (and my husband’s), and he’s thriving in every way.

My oldest son nearly died last December due to blood loss. We learned he suffers from Crohn’s disease, and we took him in until he regained his health. He’s now out of our home and thriving as well.

My last post explained that our granddaughter and her mother had moved into our home, and I became a full-time Mimi as we helped her mother out financially. Without going into details, things got too dangerous for the child once they moved into their own tiny home, and we had to take custody of the child. Things quickly escalated, and my entire family had to deal with an Amber Heard situation. I’ve spent the past year dealing with nonstop slanderous allegations (even against my children), vicious texts, and court dates. We found out that everything this woman had ever told us was a lie. Her mother informed me that we weren’t her only victims, as she had lied about being pregnant for six months while living in her boyfriend’s parent’s home. She’s a serial manipulator. She stalks old posts on this blog and my author Facebook page, and she and her family are constant drama (the Jerry Springer kind).

Thankfully, we’re nearing the end of the saga, and I expect our last court appearance to be in February. If it takes her hating me to get her sober and to start acting like a decent mother to her child, I have no problems being the bad guy. As for the constant slander, I based Alissia and Luke’s personality off mine. We’re Challengers on the Enneagram scale, so we really don’t care what people think of us. However, integrity is everything to an Enneagram Eight. This woman burned everything she had with my family the moment I found out about her lies. She moved here to get away from her family, but she and her mother are just alike. Chaos breeds chaos, and I don’t want any part of it.

Finally, after nonstop renovations on the inside and outside of our home, it’s starting to come together. We downsized from our home in Atlanta, looking forward to our empty nest years. Then everyone moved here, and this house got a bit cramped. With only my son and my granddaughter now here part-time, I can finally get my house back to normal. Both of my daughters each moved almost all their belongings with them, and I gave them furniture. Instead of decorating my house for storage for all the people, I can finally decorate my home with art. If you know me, you know I LOVE art of all kinds. I actually have a pottery and handmade jewelry addiction.

This month I’m busy shampooing carpets and moving furniture around, now that I have open rooms. I got my game and workout room back. We just had sod put down in the back yard. It has a massive oak tree that shades the entire back area, and I plan to have someone hang tiny lights on it. Remember the Medicians’ living area? Lots of hammocks and tiny lights. Yeah, that’s what I’m going for.

Next month I expect our temperatures to drop a little, and I’ll be able to sit outside without becoming drenched in sweat. I’ll have a beautiful new yard we’ve worked on since we moved here. It even has a kitchen area with a smoker and griddle, and I’m excited to try new recipes. I expect the only drama in my life to be with the squirrels over the bird feeders. And, no, I’ll never win that war. I’m just completely outnumbered!

As a caretaker of a home full of people, I’ve had to suppress my creative side the past few years. Oh, how I’ve missed writing, painting, and baking bread. I’ve even missed gardening–even though I pretty much kill most of what I plant. I’m really enjoying this new season in life. Empty nesters can actually hop on a plane and travel any time they like! I’ve been parenting for over thirty years, and I’m finally reaping the benefits of all the hard work.

Here’s to empty nesting, and here’s to Alissia’s adventures continuing. Y’all know a war is brewing. I’ve got a lot of surprises in this one–a LOT! Stay tuned while I get back into being a full-time author. I’m finally free to create again! Oh, how I missed my creative side. It’s been TOO long!

Stay tuned for more updates as I write. With all the political drama online, I pulled away from social media years ago. (I really do hate unnecessary drama.) I’ll try to start posting again on a regular basis. I just don’t spend much time scrolling anymore. I also know blog posts are out, and videos are in. However, I’d rather focus on finishing Unexpected Legends than trying to keep up with video posts. Now that I’m back, feel free to reach out to me. I LOVE hearing from my readers!

I know it’s overdue, and I apologize for the delay. Unexpected Metamorphosis was written in about three months, as I was in a dark place and needed to get some things out of my head. Back then, I wrote until around three or four in the morning and woke up around nine o’clock to homeschool my three young children. I had a lot of energy and got a lot done back then. I even worked out almost daily!

Shortly after my first novel was published, I put the children in public school and started writing and marketing every day. Living in the Atlanta area, I was involved in author groups and worked to get a book out each year. It was hard work, but it was doable. However, as with everyone, life gets complicated, and things can easily get derailed.

While writing my fourth novel, I had some family issues with my mother and a sibling, and I tried to fix a few things. After a long period of trips for court dates and meetings, I finally collapsed on my couch exhausted and drained, with nothing accomplished.

During this time, I had a young teen dealing with some depression, and I was getting Unexpected Metamorphosis ready for a second publishing. After a few years in the industry, I realized my first editor had let me down a bit, and I wanted things fixed.

Unexpected Metamorphosis was republished, and we moved to a small town on the Gulf Coast, away from the fast pace of Atlanta. We downsized and thought our move would slow things down a bit. However, things didn’t go in that direction. In fact, life got a bit crazier.

We dealt with major renovations, only to have to redo some of them a year later when some water damage happened. My teenage daughter’s depression escalated into some scary times, and my daughter-in-love called from Florida to see if I could keep my granddaughter for a while and help to get them moved here.

By that time, I had decided to set my writing aside to give my full attention to my daughter, and I soon found myself potty training and being a full-time caretaker of a two year old. Things got better for my daughter, and she moved out for college. My daughter-in-love eventually moved in, and we helped to get her settled in this town. I got into a new routine and was about to start writing again.

Then, Covid! While most people’s lives slowed down during the quarantine, mine only got crazier. My daughter’s depression intermingles with anxiety, and she immediately decided to leave Kansas to come home for online schooling. She brought a massive, shedding, and formerly abused dog home with her. This meant I had seven people in my home and two dogs. Life for this writing introvert changed drastically.

If that wasn’t enough, my daughter’s boyfriend soon lost his job and moved into our game room. Shortly thereafter, my daughter-in-love reignited things with my estranged son after years of being apart, and he moved here from North Carolina.

Nine people! That means nine people and two dogs were in my home last year. And they weren’t a nice little clan of my children. We had a variety of ages, with a variety of personalities and struggles they were dealing with.

My daughter-in-love and granddaughter moved into a nearby house, and my son found a place through a veteran’s program. We’re now down to six people in my house, and with my granddaughter visiting her other grandparents in Florida until August, I’m back at my desk full time.

That means I’m back at my writing! Things have finally settled, and Unexpected Legends is my top priority at the moment–well, starting next week. I’m about to go backpacking in the North Carolina mountains to give my brain a good reset. Nature always gets my writing juices flowing, so it’s perfect timing.

I apologize for the major delay in the last book in my series. It bothers me greatly, but I can’t turn my back on people who reach out to me. If you’ve read my writing and know Alissia, you know she’s been through a lot. It would be a waste not to use all that pain and suffering to help others in their difficult times of need. That’s what it’s all about. She can get old and bitter, or she can get old and wiser.

As for me, I choose to grow old and wiser. I wish I had more energy, but I’ll take the patience I’ve gained through the years over the chaos of youth. My daughter still deals with great bouts of depression and anxiety, but she’s headed in the right direction. She’s working on her college degree, and I’ll continue to vacuum up her dog’s hair all over my house. Her struggles are real, and I don’t regret putting my writing aside to help her get through the pain. With an unexpected appendix surgery and wreck that damaged her hand, she’s needed a bit more help.

Surrounded by young ones, I remember my struggles at their age, and I won’t ignore their pain. In fact, I got a tattoo last year to continuously remind me of my purpose when I start to grumble about other people’s chaos.

Each time I want to complain, I lift my arm and read those words. I can still give a heavy sigh and eye roll (which I do almost all the time), but I give my attention to the one in need.

Get ready for Unexpected Legends! I’m back at my desk and ready to write. I promise it’s worth the wait. This last book will have all your answers. There’s a LOT going on in it.

Until then, please consider leaving a review/reviews on Amazon if you’ve read the other books. Amazon’s algorithms work with those reviews, and they really are important for authors. Besides, I love hearing what people think of Alissia and my writing. When things get chaotic in my personal life, those reviews from my readers give me a smile.

I’m back! I know it’s been a while, and I owe my loyal readers an explanation. As for why I haven’t been active on my blog for the past two years or posted as much on social media, it all goes back to 2016–the election. I witnessed SO much hate online, that I honestly got disgusted with the Internet (rather, people in general). Not one to fake anything, it got hard for me to stay active online.

Being social on the Internet isn’t something I want to be a part of anymore. I’m from the era before the Internet, and after witnessing so much ugliness online, it’s not something I want to be around. For me, it’s easy to switch it off and walk away. It’s not that I personally received any hate. I just don’t like the negativity in general, and I’m done with it.

Around two years after the election, I saw another pattern that bothered me. One day at church, the girl in front of me pulled out her phone and took a picture and posted it on Snapchat during our worship singing. I continued on, not bothered by a single incident, but then, when the preacher started his lesson, an older woman took a picture and went to posting it online. I couldn’t help but cringe, thinking our society has become way too addicted to social media and our appearances.

Since then, I’ve learned of people egging others online to commit suicide. There’s also the family who lost their pregnant daughter and two granddaughters to murder by the husband/father. People actually had the audacity to stalk the family and say the woman had it coming to her for being too controlling. She had it coming to her? People actually chose the side of the murderer of two little ones, an unborn, and his wife. This is what hiding behind a screen has done to society.

Years ago I taught classes on using social media as an author, but with my personality, I can’t fake or make it work anymore. I’m one hundred percent not a people pleaser, so it was a bit hard for me back then to enjoy building my author platform. It’s not that I don’t like people, I just never cared whether they liked me or not, and going after likes on social media never set right with me–especially as an anti-conformist. I did it, and I taught others to do it. But, I’m done with it.

I’ll continue to write and make art. That’s what I do as a creative. And I’ll continue to share it with others. I just won’t put a lot of energy into going after social media likes. I’ve decided to put my focus on my website and newsletter when it comes to informing my readers.

I apologize for the long silence and hope you’ll stick around. There’s a newsletter signup in the sidebar. Because I haven’t sent one out in a couple of years, I lost all my former subscribers and had to open a new account. Please take a moment to sign up to my newsletter for news on my writing. I assure you that I won’t send out spam. In fact, I’ll rarely send out anything. I’ll mostly post on this website, and if you want to be notified of when I upload a post here, you can sign up for the second subscription in the side bar.

The Risky Groom by Carly Morgan

A football player and the woman who got away! How much would you bet on true love this holiday season?

The generous and seriously hot, Dalton Ruff, wide receiver for the Denver Storm, has had a rough twenty-four hours. Spending time in jail with his teammates a week for Christmas wasn’t on his to do list. But after fellow player and good friend, Will Kent bets him that he can’t find, date, and kiss the woman who got away, he accepts the challenge.

The beautiful and talented, Lydia Landon is newly relocated to the quaint town of Port St. Austen. The fact that it happens to be her ex boyfriend, Dalton’s, hometown doesn’t bother her at all, until she runs smack into his naked chest on the beach and then finds herself at his brother’s house having dinner with his family. When Dalton asks her to go out with him again, she tells him no because there’s NO way they could ever work out. But when he shows up to help out with the Christmas program she’s in charge of…she remembers how determined he is.

After exploring a cave of sea creatures together, unexpectedly discovering the secret acts of service Dalton was doing for a family down on their luck, and finding herself being comforted in Dalton’s arms when she’s attacked by a dangerous stalker, Lydia can’t help but find herself falling for him all over again.

Now they have to make a choice, let the problems of the past keep them apart or give the ultimate sacrifice and get everything they ever wanted.

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Praise for The Risky Groom

This is a refreshing and thoughtful love story with characters that will just steal your heart and lift your spirits with their journey towards true love.