Once Upon a Time..

Ladies and Gentlemen..

I will be updating a little less often. The second book has begun its creation and I must tend to it. I will update when I can, so stay tuned. Click the subscribe button, the “like” button, the “add” button, the “follow” button, and download button (for the app). You never know when I’ll do something special. 😉

Spreading the Word

So the book is in it’s editing phase and set for release as soon as it is finished. This is very exciting for me because I’ve been working on this book for 10 years.

Why ten years? Well.. A lot of it was just life. I wasn’t sure I could finish it, then I didn’t want to finish it (finishing stories is a phobia I just learned to overcome…I’ll explain one day), then life happened. I had four boys to raise, I was sick, my family was sick, and then there was self doubt. I wasn’t sure if the story was good enough.

I grew up, and so did my story. I realized it was something I had to do. I never got to finish a lot of things in my life because I put everyone else first — this time, it was just me and the pages.

And I won. 

I did it. So now I want to celebrate and give back to everyone that’s helped me and who is supporting this dream. I started a fundraiser for the promotional items I’d like to give away to the first 30 people that purchase the book. I’ve done all my own work for this up to this point. I promote myself, do my own website, my own Twitter, my own blog. I don’t want to involve another entity to take my money and do what I feel should be between myself and anyone that purchases this book. It’s my first one (it will be a series) and it’s like having your first child. Except you don’t get fat, nauseous or stretch marks. You do however, lose sleep. Lots of it.

I’d like to offer anyone that does donate 30.00 or more something special. Definitely a copy of the book, signed by me! (hopefully that means something? 🙂 ) but the other gifts would be a surprise. Something small, not a pot of gold or anything …Unless I’m worth a lot of money when I die like Picasso. It could happen.

So enough blabbing! Here’s the link for the fund raiser!


THANK YOU in advance.

Be the first!

The Unsaintly mobile app


It will download to your phone via third party, I think. But I promise I’m not hacking anyone. It’s just the company’s program that I use to make the app because I’m a writer, not an it person.

I’ll be holding contests there and you can follow The Unsaintly news all in one place. I’ll even be giving hints about the unsaintly characters. This is your chance to be first before everyone else!


CONTEST!! Ends July 1, 2014

Calling all my creative friends…

If you’re like me, I’m always looking for an excuse to create..so, here’s the contest:

Use this picture in any artistic medium (sketch, photoshop, paint, etc) and create an “Unsaintly” portrait.

There’s nothing huge to win, other than to have your friends nominate you for the best picture. Once all entries are received, I’ll post them throughout all my social network outlets, get you Social Media famous for a bit, and have a huge voting ..and I’ll even make you an award to put on your page/FB/whichever..

RULES: The image remains property of its Creator. However, any use of my own image must be linked back to me at http://www.unsaintly.com  – Only two entries per person, max. Entries must be received by 10 PM CST on July 1st 2014. Winner agrees that I may post the image and promote both them, and myself.

I think that’s all. If you need the downloaded version of the image, please email me at unsaintly@gmail.com and put in the subject: “UNSAINTLY IMG CONTEST”.

EDIT!!  — Winner will receive an Unsaintly T-Shirt. (Image BELOW the Contest Image)

Contest Image
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Winning T-Shirt Logo
Winning T-Shirt Logo

Writer’s Blues

Drifting Away in a Daydream

A few minutes until lunch time. It couldn’t come quick enough. Thinking of curling up with my laptop and writing. Dreaming of being far away from reality. It’s rainy, dark, cloudy. So perfect for this kind of creativity. I wish I had more time to write, of course. So many stories bounce around in my head, but then I get caught in the web of every day life. The voices from my alter-universe call from a distance but sometimes it’s so hard to hear them with the cacophony of traffic, business chatter, phones ringing, printers, fax machines, the sounds of fingers clacking against keyboards..


How I miss you, Isabel.. Marciel.. Father Dulante…and yes, even you Father Raphael..