Jingle bells is upon us, at least if you celebrate Christmas. We are a fairly festive family, aside from my aversions to people and working on my mental health. Remember, I don’t hate Christmas. It’s just not an easy time for people who struggle with mental health, and especially with my ED history, but you can read more about that with Confessions of a Scrooge Mom.
It’s the week of Christmas, and I’m doing my best to sing fa-la-la-la-I-can-do-this. I’m feeling fairly cheery and bright if I do say so myself. Honestly, I’m mostly excited for my Christmas morning with my kids. Plus, my husband has a mini vacation until the New Year, so I’m looking forward to some cozy quality time.
Growing up in foster care, my husband never really liked the holidays, so since we’ve been married and created our own family, we’ve been working on making our own traditions. My family has some, but I’d like to create my own with my little family.
On Christmas Eve, I want to watch movies but not your standard Christmas themed movies. We are more of a Die Hard counts as a Christmas movie type of family. I want to do the whole cozy pajamas, hot chocolate, and cooking making for Santa.
I love the standard traditions that my parents always did, but I want our own spin on it. It will also be nice to have a Mr. and Mrs. Clause date night once the little ones are asleep too. Excitement is actually starting to push my nerves aside, and I have to say, it’s a feeling I’m not used to. But I’ll take it!
Thanks to Blogging
The thing I am the most excited about is that I owe a lot to Housewife Hustle and just my blogging journey in general. This year, this blog completely paid for my kids’ Christmas gifts. Honestly, saying that makes me cry.
It has been a dream of mine to not just write for a living, but to write and have meaning and purpose with what I write. This blog, my book, and all of the content that I put out makes my heart extra full, because I write about things that I love AND that also matter. It finally feels like all of the hard work and dedication is starting to get me where I want to be.
Sure, I have a long way to go, but there are no plans of slowing down or stopping. For the first time in a long time, it feels like my blog and writing are taking off. My goals are actually happening, and I can say that I DID THIS.
For the last few months, I have working on going through old posts and editing for SEO. I’ve been trying to slowly make improvements to Housewife Hustle, but it’s taken a lot of time since I’m also a busy work-at-home mom. With only a few posts left to edit, I can finally start focusing even more on what’s next for me.
But Wait, There’s More
So, I’ve discussed that I will have another book. I’ve also mentioned the book may be a sex positive book. Originally, it would be about content similar to a recent post that I did called Self-Love, Sex Talk, and Slut-Shaming: One of These Things is Not Like the Other.
I still plan on this book happening, but I want to get some certifications added to my degree first. I have a minor in women’s and gender studies. A big chunk of that dealt with human sexuality, but I want take a few more classes. I plan on eventually getting certifications in sex coaching.
I really value sexual education and relationship therapy as well, so I want to get certified in those fields before completely writing a book about it. Those certs will help with credibility, research, and it’s just something I’m genuinely passionate about as well. So, that’s my plan.
But What About A Book for This Upcoming Year?
Yes, I have another book in the works. I have been silently working on a project for a bit now. This project was planned to be released after the sex positive female empowerment book. However, the rearranging of my goals and wanting to go back to school has shaken up my plans, but in the best way possible.
Ever feel like something happens for a reason? It’s like it just hits you in all the right places, and you get overwhelmed with determination. Think of it as the ultimate “ah ha” feeling. See, even I can’t really put it into words, because I’m beyond excited.
With all of the writing that I do, I love advocacy. Disabilities are something that I’m passionate writing and talking about, because I’ve lived with a degenerative eye disease my entire life. I’ve written a ton of posts about being legally blind, but the one thing that always bums me out is that those posts don’t do as well as the body posts.
It’s hard feeling so passionate about something but having a smaller community for it, so I want to do everything in my power to relate and advocate to where it reaches outside of the visually impaired community. I want a bigger audience for my next book, because a bigger audience means more awareness.
Stay With Me
Stay with me. There’s a reveal; I promise. I get that not many people can relate to someone who is on the blindness spectrum, but the goal for my next book, which is already in progress, is to make that happen.
There are a few things that I deeply value- Awareness, humor, and life experiences of others. I love spreading awareness on topics that people don’t necessarily know about but should. Humor has been a best friend of mine for years, and I believe humor can honestly soothe the soul and create connections where bridges weren’t originally built. Life experiences of others allow us to broaden our minds and continually learn and grow.
My next book will do all of those things, and I’m not sure I have ever been so confident. I was going to wait and make this sort of announcement after the new year, but I’m all but vibrating keeping this damn project a secret. With it being the week of Christmas, I want to celebrate all of the things, and this is a major thing!
One night, my usual insomnia was kicking my ass, so I was making lists to help myself relax. The list included some goals and topics that I wanted to write about after the new year. It snowballed from there into this wonderful avalanche.
The writing started just pouring out, and I couldn’t wait to talk about it with my husband in the morning. He loved it! We both agreed this project felt right.
Without further ado, the title of my next book is:
Blind Out Loud: A Blind Babes Guides to Humor, Bullshit, and Life
The book is a funny life guide, but it’s NOT just for the blind. It’s relatable, and every chapter has a humorous but realistic lesson. It also shows how blindness contributed my specific life lessons. It’s a book intended to give hope to those who struggle with invisible disabilities. Also, it’s uses humor and realistic life experiences to remind us that life is meant to be enjoyed regardless of how messy it can get.
This book will show what it’s like for someone on the blindness spectrum, because too often, do people assume blind is total darkness. It is also witty, animated, and genuinely captures my blunt and over the top spirit. Blind or not, this book is relatable, because it is a bubby guide and narrative about fumbling through life’s blunders with lessons and advice of sorts.
This book is written in authorial intrusion- well kind of. Basically, it’s a dear reader type of book. Instead of stepping away from the narrative and popping in for the important parts, the author is never truly invisible. She becomes this type of character that stumbles right along with you.
As she pulls out her cane and clunky bifocals, she offers a guide on how to handle the ups and downs of life. She wades through bullshit with an incorrigible sense of whit and sarcasm, but the lessons are still incredibly real. It depicts life in all of it’s gross but yet grandiose nature.
Life is hard. Life is hard for you, and life is hard for her. But the challenges are what makes it all worth it. Those challenges are what connects us all, and blind or not, she uses that connection for this guide. The stories are very real, and it gives enough insight into the visually impaired world that many people will learn about invisible disabilities without realizing it.
Voice in Our Heads
The character is me but not. As a writer, I have this voice in my head. She’s this hilarious but raw narrator for my everyday experiences. I’m bringing her to life for this book.
Honestly, I thought after Eat the Damn Muffin, I would continue on a path of self-help books. This may be a guide to life, but it has bigger stories and isn’t filled with any steps. Each chapter is titled things such as “On Love” and “On Bullshit” for example. Each chapter deals with specific major life events that have shaped all of us at some point or another.
It starts with “On Growing Up,” and at the end of every chapter it reveals the life lessons and takeaways that she realized after looking back. These lessons are ones we’ve all experienced, but they have this fresh whit and perception as the takeaway.
If you can’t tell, I’m excited. I’m feeling pretty merry, and I’m extremely excited for 2020. This year went by so fast, and it was an intense year. I’ve been through so much, but for the first time in a long time, I feel consistently confident and in a good state of mind.
I want to leave my doubting nature in 2019. 2020 is going to be a year of success, self-love, and wonderful blessings. I won’t lie, I’m a tad nervous announcing this already. Although, for once, my happy excitement is kicking my anxiety’s ass. Let me tell you, it feels magical.
I’d love to hear about your plans, traditions, and how your week is going to go or how you’d at least like it to go. I hope your week is merry and bright regardless of what you celebrate.
Update: The Loss of Family
I prewrote this post, and I didn’t want to add this in with the rest of the content. My Grandfather, or Pops as I affectionately called him, passed away this past weekend. He would absolutely hate if I dedicated a post to him, but I can’t not write anything.
He was a sergeant general with a purple heart. He was also so brief about his military career and hard life. Pops was an old school man of few words, unless he was talking to me. He supported my dreams, and I was his girl. Even though we shouldn’t have favorites in our families, he was mine.
Losing him was one of the hardest things I’ve ever gone through. He has been sick for a very long time, and he told us that he has been ready to just go to sleep and be with my grandmother. She passed away many years ago from a sudden heart attack, and he never fully healed from it.
Reading this post and seeing the excitement and positivity I have in my words both lights up my day and brings me to tears. My grandfather loved my writing. This project will be for him, because he always said that my writing showed the true fire inside of me.
I’m going to push through the pain and celebrate his life, because he would have hated seeing me cry and mourn him so intensely. My strength is something I get from him and my grandmother, so I will make them proud with this next book. This is for them.
Remember to give your loved ones an extra hug or tell them you appreciate them this holiday, because those moments could be gone in a second.