Linda Saxy

Author (A.K.A. Linda Bolton)

Hello Again

I think it’s been over a year since my last post. Sorry I’ve been out of touch. Covid and submitting a new series to publishers has spurred me to leave a post finally.

Life is difficult for everyone right now. Whether you’re an over-worked healthcare giver or unemployed and looking for work, Covid has affected everyone. I know my household has changed dramatically. My seven year old granddaughter lives with me, and, in March, began online classes. I was sent home to work remote because my husband contracted Covid while he was in Boston and the virus became active once he returned home. Needless to say, work wanted me as far away as possible.

Thank goodness, neither my granddaughter or myself contracted the virus. But everyone being home has been a challenge. Over the last few months we’ve hardly seen anyone other than immediate family, sporadically. I have been very grateful that my office was considered essential and we were able to weather this stressful time. Although, I have seen first-hand the devastation this virus has brought to my friends and relatives. Not only loss of jobs, but illness and no medical insurance.

After all that, I’m not here to take you down to the dark depths that we all struggle to not wallow in, but to let you know I’m finally writing and submitting. Over the next three months I hope to hear some good news that I can share with all of you. Pray for me so that I can get that cabin in the woods I dream of on Instagram someday.

Adulting is Overrated

Remember when you were young and you couldn’t wait to grow up? How you thought you’d be able to do anything you wanted anytime you wanted because you were a grown up? Where did we get that idea?

Being a grown up has so many responsibilities I don’t remember hearing about…paying bills and going to work are just two of them. I worked as a teen but I know I had no idea the scope of adult work. Balancing a budget, taking care of an apartment or house, dealing with possible HOAs, children and picking the right schools…the list goes on and on. Even having a pet is more work as an adult than it was when you were a kid. Who knew vet bills were crazy expensive?

Gone are the days of sleeping late in the summer, hanging out with friends all day, and your biggest worry was if the cute guy or gal wanted to take you out. I miss those lazy days of less responsibility, even if they included a curfew. Couldn’t there be one day a year assigned as a national holiday – No Adulting Day? Who’s with me?

 

14 Myths About Being a Senior Citizen

Okay, first of all, let me start out by saying I refuse to be called a senior. I don’t feel like one (most days) and I don’t think I look my age (most days).  Also, let me preface by saying the below myths are ones I believed when I was in my twenties. (So be prepared young’ins, your day is coming too).

  • Your hair is blue or purple gray
    • Mine is brown and will stay that way for a long time
    • I do have friends embracing their gray but without the blue or purple tint
  • You’re a senior at 50 years old  – The age of a senior varies on who you ask…
    • Social Security says 67
    • AARP says 50
    • Medicare says 65
    • DMV says 79
    • 401k/IRA says 70
    • Denny’s says 55
    • I personally think it’s a state of mind – Although a discount helps!
  • You become a senior when you have grandchildren
    • I have friends in their late 30’s and early 40’s become grandparents. I doubt they will want to be called seniors at that age
    • I have senior friends that are still parents (of school age children) and not grandparents yet
  • Seniors take a lot of medicine and only talk about their doctor’s appointments
    • I only take 1 pill.  And I know younger folk taking way more meds than I do.
    • I rarely have doctor’s appointments
  • It’s the “Golden Years”
    • I’m not sure what that’s supposed to even mean. If they’re referring to lots of gold for my retirement, I assure you, I have no gold and have not planned to retire at this rate
  • You’re as young as you feel
    • My brain tells me I’m still 25 years old but some days my body disagrees
    • When I feel 25, do I look 25?
  • You’re children will take care of you
    • We all know that happens for a few folks but reality is most of us are on our own – in the planning and in the paying.
    • Many children don’t even visit their parents in later years – claiming their too busy, etc.
  • Retirement is the best time of your life
    • I think that depends on how much money you have, how good your health is, and whether you enjoy gardening (yuck to the gardening!)
    • I know many who find retirement lonely and boring. I highly doubt it’s the best time of their lives
  • When you’re a senior, others’ opinions don’t matter
    • I think if others’ opinions bothered you when you were younger, they probably still will. Stop worrying about others’ opinions while you’re young. It’s wasted energy!
  • Seniors bird watch
    • Ah, no…at least not all of them. I will not be bird watching!
  • Seniors sit around talking about the good ‘ole days
    • There’s really no point. Youngsters don’t believe us when we tell them there were 4 channels on TV, no microwaves, no cell phones and no computers.
    • Our oldies music is 70’s and 80’s. I’m sorry but that doesn’t seem that long ago and those old dudes are still concert touring.
  • You’ve developed patience
    • Ah, nope! I think I have less. I just don’t feel like I have the time to deal with stupid people!
  • You’re an empty nester
    • I have friends who had children late in life and still have school age children living with them
    • Your older children come back home
    • Your grandchildren come to live with you

If you’re a “Senior”, are there any myths I missed? What are your thoughts? Please share on the comment button above!

 

What will Romance and Marriage be like in 100 years?

Now, I’m not a paranormal writer (at least, not yet) but you do have to wonder…

Look back 100 years – 1917

  • Some marriages were still arranged
  • Dating was done in groups or with a chaperone
  • Receiving gifts was very much a part of the romance
  • Virginity was more common until the wedding night
  • Many women married in their teens, not finishing high school
  • Women over 25 years old were considered spinsters
  • It was romantic to cook a lovely meal with a candle lit table setting
  • Kink was considered something very private, as well as the act of sex
  • Sex was often times considered only for procreation
  • Marriages lasted many years – divorce not being considered, even in the worse circumstances due to its stigma.

Looking at today – 2017

  • Many couples meet via social media or internet dating sites
  • Dating is rarely chaperoned
  • Gifts are typically only given for special occassions
  • Virginity is a rarity  – many couples have sex by the third date, if not sooner
  • Many women opt for high school and college graduation prior to considering marriage
  • Many women wait until their 30’s and 40’s to marry the first time – waiting until their careers are established or hoping to find the right one later on when they’re more mature – avoiding divorce
  • A romantic dinner out is preferred to avoid cleanup
  • Kink is freely talked about in order to find a more suitable mate
  • Sex is considered a must not an option  – even without the need to procreate, thanks to advances in birth control
  • It’s typical to find a mate who has been married multiple times due to divorce being a ready option for difficult relationships

Flash Forward 100 years – 2117

  • Couple paring will be arranged for more equality in intellect
  • Dating will be obsolete
  • Gifts will be unnecessary
  • Virginity will be in demand as to keep couple paring limited
  • Advanced education for both parties will be the norm
  • All will be pared by age 30
  • Kink will again be private and underground
  • Sex will be demanded for only procreation, all other options for sex will be private and underground
  • Divorce will be obsolete

Of course, all this is my own personal option.  What do you think romance and marriage will be like in 100 years? I’d love to hear your ideas.

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Changes Can be a Good Thing

This new year has brought all kinds of changes. We have a new president (no, I don’t do political posts – just stating a fact), this will be my first full year married to my new husband, and this is the first year since I’ve been writing that I don’t have a publisher.

For those of you who are familiar with the publishing industry, I know you’re asking if I’m going to self-publish or find a new publisher. I don’t know yet. I do know I’m making some changes to my first two books. I’ve learned a lot about writing since I started and I know there are some things I’d do different, especially in Take 2. I’m working on those now.

My third book, Final Chance is finally finished. I think I’ve made all the edits I can at this point. I’d like to share a little of it with you here.

Chapter 1
“You have got to write about someone more relevant!” Cassandra Tate repeated for the second time that week, her bun pulled so tight her face barely moved when she spoke.

“I am,” Mac defended herself.

“Pocahontas isn’t relevant. No one cares.” Cassandra flipped through her reports. “Your sales are down, way down. The only thing keeping you afloat is the Marilyn Monroe biography.”

“Einstein still sells!” Mac argued.

“Ten copies this month. That’s not called sales. Mac, please, if you’re sticking with biographies find someone interesting,” pleaded Cassandra as she waved Mac out of her office, dismissing her.

Cassandra Kapshaw had been a commissioning editor at Barnes and Clifton for twenty years. She’d run across few talented writers. Mac was one of those talents but her topics weren’t attracting readers or buyers anymore. Cassandra tried to be fair but, truth of the matter, it was all about the money. If Mac couldn’t bring in the sales, Cassandra would have to cut her loose.

Someone interesting, Mac repeated in her head as she grabbed her bag and headed out of the office. Who’s interesting? Mac tossed ideas around in her head as she drove up the Dallas North Tollway toward her apartment in Uptown. She came up blank. How could she have writer’s block if she wasn’t writing anything?

Blain ‘Mac’ McClain had been writing for ten years, every since she’d graduated from college. Her dissertation was impressive and began her writing career. A career that looked like it was heading for a plunge.

On her drive home she tossed her conversation with Cassandra around in her head over and over, getting no light bulb moments. She needed a distraction. Good thing she had a party to go to tonight. At first she wasn’t looking forward to going but after a day like today – the possibility of no career, no rent, and no food – a crowd of strangers and free drinks was what she needed.

“Emily, what time do I need to be ready?” Mac answered her phone seconds after it rang.

Mac met Emily in freshman biology. They were doing an experiment and needed to spit in a test tube. Mac’s mouth went dry and Emily volunteered to spit for her. They’d been friends every since.

“Gee, Mac, no hello? A bit anxious? I thought you didn’t want to go?” She laughed.

“I need a night out. It’s been a rough day.”

“I see! Ok, be ready at seven. I’ll pick you up. You sure you want to go to my office party?” Emily double checked. She didn’t think it was going to be that kind of distraction. Her work functions were usually pretty sedate.

“Oh yes, I’m sure,” Mac hung up and spent the rest of her drive to her uptown Dallas apartment mentally going through her closet.

Once home, Mac settled on wearing an emerald green sweater and black slacks. Emily picked her up and, seeing her reflection in the glass doors, she thought she looked dull compared to Emily in her zebra stripped wrap dress as they walked into the office building. Glass and marble shined throughout the foyer. Their four inch heels echoed as they stepped. Mac glanced at their reflection in elevator doors as they waited for them to open. Damn, they looked good. The outfit Mac wore hugged her curves and made her red locks glow. Emily’s animal print couldn’t be missed. It fit her personality to a T – bold, daring, audacious.

Emily had always been the shining star in their relationship. Mac had been shy and withdrawn in high school. Emily knew everyone, got invited to every party and was an average student, Mac stayed home, studied and made straight A’s. They were yin and yang. Their personalities complemented each other. Emily enticed Mac to be more open and daring, Mac encouraged Emily to have a good job and work hard.

“Wow, this is a really nice place,” Mac whispered to her as the elevator doors opened onto the fiftieth floor, Cameron Financial.

Mac clutched Em’s arm, her eyes wide as they walked into the fanciest office she’d ever been in. She giggled at Mac’s wonder. She led her through the crowd to a group on the far side of the room.

“Mac, Blaine McClain, this is my boss, Mitch Cameron. Mitch, this is Blaine McClain, my best friend,” Emily introduced.

“Nice to meet you, was that Mac?” Mitch replied, reaching out to shake Mac’s hand.

“Nice to meet you.” Mac’s breath caught as their hands touched and they looked into each others eyes. The silence was palpable.

His warm smile reached his dark chocolate eyes and melted her. The suit he wore was tapered to accentuate his very firm, six foot frame. His hair color matched his eyes and the front slightly covered a scar that ran down the side of his face, and begged for her fingers to touch it, running the length of it, from temple to just under his cheekbone. A question lingered at the edge of her tongue dying to ask where the scar came from, but she refrained.

“Uh, Mac, didn’t you want a drink?” Em asked, trying to break the third-wheel silence.

Mitch grinned from woman to woman, “I have to mingle. You two have fun. It was very good to have met you, Mac.”

Mac felt her cheeks flush. She watched Mitch walk away without saying anything. What was wrong with her? Had it been that long since a man breathed in her direction.

“Ugh,” she grunted as Emily took her arm and led her to the bar.

“I know. He has that effect on all the women in the office,” she chuckled.

Em showed Mac around her office, stopping at the doorway to Mitch’s office.

“This is it. End of the tour,” she waved her arm with a flourish as if getting ready to add “Ta-da”.

Mac was impressed with the elegance of her friend’s workplace. Everything about the it said class and style, from the plush carpeting to the solid oak doors to each office. Looking into Mitch’s office, she noticed the rich walnut desk and the brass accents. Something caught her eye that pulled her into the forbidden den.

“Mac, where are you going?” Emily whispered as loud as she dared, looking around wide-eyed to make sure no one saw them entering.

Mac stopped in front of what looked like a black and white photo on the wall. It appeared to be over four feet tall and over three feet wide, a huge representation of what had to be Mitch’s father. As Mac moved closer she realized it was a pencil sketch, an amazing sketch, so detailed. Her hand instinctively reached to touch it but stopped inches away, frozen in mid-air.

“Mac, we need to get out of here. Do you want to get me fired?” Emily begged, shifting from side to side, scanning the area continuously, fearing Mitch would catch them. This was his domain and no one entered unless invited.

“Em, this is amazing! Is this Mitch’s dad? Who drew this?” She asked to no one in particular as she leaned in to see the signature. E. Hawk. She made a mental note and took a deep breath.

“I’m sorry. I just had to see who drew this. We can go,” Mac replied, finally back in the moment.

As Emily grabbed Mac’s arm and turned to leave, Mitch stood at his doorway. A questioning look on his face.

Mac saw his wide eyes and narrowed brows and worried she had put her friend’s job in jeopardy.

“Mitch, I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I saw the sketch and had to get closer. Please don’t blame Emily. She asked me not to come in here,” she reasoned, hoping she sounded convincing.

Mitch thought about what she said a few seconds. Curious about her motives he asked, “Are you interested in art?”

“I write biographies about artists, famous people. I’m always looking for a new subject. Do you know if E. Hawk is alive?” Her mind raced with ideas for a new book.

“Ethan, yes, he’s alive. He’s gotta be in his late fifties. Lives in Sunset. My father and Ethan were great friends back in the day.” Mitch stated more matter-of-factly than he intended.

“Ethan Hawk, the actor?” Mac scanned her memory for things Ethan Hawk. She couldn’t remember a fact about him being a sketch artist.

“Oh no, different Ethan. My father mentioned he was a colorful character. I don’t know that he’d be book-worthy. Aren’t artist more interesting dead?” Mitch responded. His crooked grin made her believe he was entertained by her query.

“They’re usually famous after they’re dead, yes. My publisher is wanting me to find someone ‘interesting’ to write about,” Mac gestured with air quotes. “Maybe having a famous name will help. Did you say he lives in Sunset?”

“Last I heard, yes. Now, can you two leave my office?” Mitch demanded more than he requested.

“Ok, let’s go!” Emily snatched Mac’s arm and pulled her over the threshold. Mac glanced back and saw Mitch looking at the sketch on his wall as she was drug down the hall toward the bar.

“Ok, no more getting me in trouble tonight. Let’s drink.”

She handed Mac a glass of wine and both women headed toward the windows in the alcove to look at the view and hide from Mitch. Mac hoped she hadn’t got Emily fired. Em had been a contract manager for the last five years and really loved her job. Tonight was supposed to be a distraction, the last thing Mac thought she’d find at an office party was a writing lead. She was antsy to get home and see what she could dig up on E. Hawk.

Mitch stared at the sketch. He remembered when his father had it done. Ethan Hawk. He was a character, lived life to the fullest and them some, his dad would say. That was a lifetime ago. Mitch never thought he’d take over the business. After high school, he went as far away as he could. Ten years ago, after receiving his degree and a successful bout on Wall Street, he got the call from his dad’s lawyer. The old man finally met his maker. He should have taken this picture down but it reminded him how far he had come, despite his upbringing.

He looked toward the bar and saw the women walk out of view. What did Emily say her name was? Mac. Startling red hair, blue eyes, curves. He felt his body react as he thought of her, his pulse quickened and his palms were sticky. No woman had ever made his palms sweat, except for Melissa Tate in seventh grade. She had made all the boys sweat.

He shook his head to focus on the party. He didn’t need a distraction tonight. This party was for the employees and he was just the chaperon. His physical desires needed to be put on hold. Damn, but she was attractive.

 

Hope you enjoyed Chapter 1. If you’re interested in Take 2 or Incantation in a signed paperback, I have them for sale under the Books tab for $10, US only. Get the first editions before they’re gone.

Planning A New Year

I know, I know, it’s resolution time. But really, how many times have you followed through with them? I call them goals in the hope that I’ll stick to them.

A week, two weeks tick by, and life takes over and the goal goes out the window.  I get caught up in the stress and old habits and within days the new year’s plan is forgotten.

So, what’s the plan this year? To be more focused on the important things. 2016 was full of surprises…good surprises but surprises none the less.

 

First, I got married. We had the funnest wedding, Halloween themed with costumes all around. We’re so appreciative of those that shared our day with us. It couldn’t have been any better.

Second, I finished my 3rd book. I’m working on the plot for the 4th and for some none romance books as well.

Third, I found a writing partner. She’s been super motivating and excited. She’s working on her first two books.

So, what does all this mean for 2017?

Well, I’ll be self-publishing this year or working with a new publisher. We’ll  see what happens. In the meanwhile, you can get signed copies of Take 2 and Incantation for $10 each (US only), until their gone. If you’re interested, email me at lindambolton@gmail.com. Payment made through PayPal.

I’ll be attending RT Con this year!! Whoop! I’m really excited! My writing partner and I are going for the first time. It looks like an amazing event chalk full of great workshops and fun. We’re really looking forward to it.

Of course, there’s the never ending diet. Ok, ok, changing my food choices. I really need to get this extra weight off. Everyone I’m close to is losing weight through one means or another. I’m not going to be the odd man out. So…a grocery shopping for veggies I will go!

I’m, also, determined to learn how to set up a newsletter. So, if you want to support your friendly neighborhood author, please sign up on this website. I promise to be quippy and short, with minimal evasiveness to your email pool.

Help me ring in the new year and keep my goals. Share yours in the comment section (found at the top of the post) and we can help each other out.

A Guilty Pleasure to Share

It’s been a while since my last post. The year has been busy, but I’m back. My plan is to post fairly regularly about coffee, writing, and random ideas. If you enjoy my thoughts, let me know by leaving a comment below, and sharing with your friends. I’d love to hear your thoughts. Don’t be shy.

OK, I have to confess, I have a guilty pleasure I’ll share. I’m so excited about the Gilmore Girls revival on Netflix this Thanksgiving weekend. I mean, I’m really excited. So much so, I have started watching the old seasons of Gilmore Girls in prep. I forgot how much coffee they drank! Ah, a kindred spirit.

If you’re wondering what the big deal is, you’ve never seen an episode of the Girls! It’s funny, touching, sarcastic, with a cast of crazy fun actors. My favorite are Lorelai’s parents, Emily and Richard Gilmore. They both have that stern exterior but with a few soft spots when you least expect it.  And, of course, there’s the men, teenagers to mature adults, all are good looking, bad boys, sweethearts, lost souls, riding motorcycles and owning businesses. It’s all there. I can’t wait for the Revivial! It’s going to be great!

Do you have a favorite guilty pleasure? If you aren’t too embarrassed, please share!

 

 

Are you looking for ways to enjoy your mid-life and beyond?

Let’s face it, being over forty is inevitable. Sixty sneaks up before you know it. Are you ready for what lies ahead?

I met two really awesome women recently who are letting me be part of a project very near and dear to their hearts. It’s a new YouTube show starting February 14th, Valentine’s Day. It’s called 60 with a Splash of Splendor. No I’m not 60 yet but the show isn’t just for sixty year olds and up, it’s for everyone.

Liz and Lexi’s goal is to inform in a casual fun way. Not to say every show will be a party but the information they are sharing is useful to all ages, women and men.

60 with a Splash of Splendor

60 with a Splash of Splendor

Why a show called 60 with a Splash of Splendor?  Well, because there isn’t anything like it out there.  Liz was googling and looking on YouTube for information geared toward the sixty year old and up. She couldn’t find anything.  In her frustration she decided to do something about it. 60 with a Splash of Splendor was born.

I was lucky enough to get involved because Liz loves my books. She asked if I’d be the resident romance advice gal. I couldn’t say no! They are amazing women with a great message to share.

60 with a Splash of Splendor will cover topics such as:

  • What is Romance
  • Sex after 60
  • Online Dating Safety
  • Health and Fitness

These topics fit any age, event the Sex after 60 segment. I think you’ll really find this a great show. I’ll be posting links to the show here and on social media. The segments are only fifteen to twenty minutes. I know you’ll just love them!

Friend them on Facebook to get updates!  www.facebook.com  search Liz N Lexi

 

Get Motivated and Make this Your Year

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Can you believe it’s 2016 already? Last year flew by. What’s this year hold for you?

I don’t do actual resolutions, I call them goals. I have goals every year and usually life gets in the way pretty damn quick and blows them out of the water. I have a friend that chooses a word to represent her year instead. I like that idea. Maybe my outcome will be better when I looked back at 2016 next January.

I think my word for 2016 will be FOCUS. I need to stay focused on my health (the never ending twenty-five pounds I wrestle with), my writing (I plan to finish two novels this year), and on my family. I have so many things going on it’s easy to get out of FOCUS. I lose sight of what’s important to me and let the world take over.

I challenge you to pick a word for 2016. Share in the comments and let’s all have a better year!

 

 

 

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