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Meet Allison, the protagonist who tends to be her own antagonist.

Allison Clark is a girl who is accustomed to getting what she wants.   An only child to two parents who give her everything, she drives the car she wants, goes to the college she wants, and even gets the pure-bred puppy she wants after she graduates from nursing school. What she doesn’t want is a jealous, controlling boyfriend – so when she finds herself in a relationship with one, she ends it.   She doesn’t need a relationship, she thinks.   She has a comfortable life without one.   Until she meets Jeremiah, the new guy in the apartment next to hers.   He’s perfect.   She can’t keep away from him.   The attraction between them is unlike anything Allison has experienced before, and in what feels like a whirlwind, the two of them are engaged to be married. Allison’s relationship with Jeremiah had the potential to be a fairy-tale.   But Allison, with her self-regard a little too high, doesn't quite realize the damage she is capable of when putting her own selfish desires bef

Meet Jeremiah - the husband.

Jeremiah is married to Allison, the main character in The Consequence. He is attractive in a subtle way – his sandy blond hair isn’t long, but is just long enough to peek out from underneath the ball cap he wears when he isn’t working.   He has a tiny dimple on one cheek – when he smiles, and the dimple is revealed, it’s impossible not to smile back at him. Before meeting Allison, he leaves his parents and three brothers behind in Minnesota for an accounting firm and the promise of more sun in Dallas, Texas.   He’s an accountant because he likes numbers, but what he loves is working with his hands, building, so he volunteers for Habitat for Humanity to satisfy that passion. He meets Allison after moving into the apartment next door to hers.   He sees her getting out of her car one day, wearing scrubs.   He can't help but take interest in this nurse who is literally the girl next door.   They marry, and have what he believes to be a good marriage.   Life is turning out

Meet Courtney - the best friend

Courtney is the best friend to Allison, the main character in The Consequence. She is a girl’s girl.   She has a bubbly personality, is a lot of fun and also (mostly) a responsible one.   She enjoys a good time, and enjoys a good party with her friends.   At the start of this story she dates casually, never being one to shy away from a cute guy but also never getting too serious with any of them, until of course she meets one guy that she just can’t seem to say good-bye to.   Courtney has a good heart, and believes that every person has good in them too.   She is sad and disappointed upon learning that there is infidelity in her best friend’s relationship.   She believes that the unfaithfulness needs to be brought into the light, rather than hidden. Of course, it isn’t her place to shine light on this secret.   Or is it?   Can she let it go?   Can she keep quiet, let Allison’s relationship be Allison’s relationship and stay out of it?   Or is it her responsibility to te

The Consequence character intro - Meet Billy, the ex.

Billy Stone tends to command the attention of any room he enters.  It isn’t intentional on his part, necessarily.  But he’s good-looking.  For one, the guy is fit.  He looks like a walking, talking cover of Men’s Health Magazine.  But that isn’t even the main thing.  The main thing is, he has these piercing, ice-blue eyes that contrast with his jet black hair in the best possible way. He could have any girl he wanted, and he did, for a while.  He played the game, dated around, avoiding serious relationships. Until Allison. Allison was different.  She wasn’t as insecure as the girls he normally dated.  She seemed sure of what she wanted, and though she wanted Billy, she surely didn’t need him. He began to need her.  And after he had her, he wanted her to himself, unwilling even to accept her friendships with other males. His jealousy got out of control, and ended their relationship.  But he couldn’t stay away for too long . . . Until next time . . .

An open letter to my kids about their police Dad

Hi loves, I know that this is a scary time for you all.  I saw your face this morning, my sweet firstborn, as the news anchor on the television told you that another police officer was killed and one is in the hospital today.  Forever I will remember the words you said the morning that you saw on the news that five Dallas police officers were killed.  You looked over at me and said, “Mommy, Daddy is a  police officer. I don’t want Daddy to die.”  I am sorry that I didn’t turn the news off sooner.  I am sorry you heard what they were saying.  The last thing I want is for you to be afraid. I need for you to know, first of all, how brave your Daddy is.  You already know, of course, how much he loves you.  You know him as the man who takes you to the playground and to catch fish at the creek.   The man who will jump with you into the pool.  The man who will make a bowl of popcorn, watch a Disney movie with you and sing every word to all of the silly songs.  The man who will read yo

My writing life - a brief history

Twice in this past week I’ve been asked “How did you get into this?” in reference to my second book coming out.  Because of the question, I wanted to go back a bit and share my writing history. It started early, actually. Shortly after I learned how to write, I began writing stories.  I do not have a lot of memories from the first grade, but I do remember writing a story about Halloween on orange construction paper cut into the shape of a pumpkin.  My teacher laminated the story and it was placed in a section of student stories in our school library.  I distinctly remember seeing it on the shelf there in the library, and feeling proud.  I knew then that I wanted to be a writer. My first business card, made by me at around the age of 10. I had a short-lived desire to help animals, also. I wrote short stories and journaled quite a bit.  I have a box full of old journals in my closet now (I cringe at some of the entries . . . I made some questionable choices in my youth).

It's been a lesson in love.

A fellow young petty officer in the navy who was assigned to my paperwork for my first sacraments told me that he rarely knew of anyone getting what he called “the triple whammy”, which was three sacraments in one day. Baptism, first Holy Communion, and confirmation.   Yet there he was, printing my certificates for the said sacraments that I was to receive on Easter Sunday in 2006.   I was watching him print them in the religious office at Naval Air Station Corpus Christi, my home at that time in my life.   I was a young sailor in those days with a Catholic boyfriend (who was in Guantanamo Bay that year I came into the church) and wanted to become a Catholic myself. Sometimes when I share that he is the one who first introduced me to the church, I receive questions such as “oh, so you had to convert so you could marry him?” or “oh, you converted for Michael?”     The answer to those questions is no, and I can explain by backing up a bit. My husband Michael and I began dating in

True Empowerment

This past weekend I attended the first annual eLectio Publishing author’s conference.   Just in case you aren’t aware, eLectio is a small independent press who published my fiction novella, Absolved. (You can find my book by clicking the link here)  http://www.amazon.com/Absolved-Christy-Decker/dp/1632130157/ref=sr_1_1_twi_pap_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1458016110&sr=8-1&keywords=absolved   I doubted I would go upon first learning of the conference.   I’ve been so busy with kids, obviously. It is a good busy, please do not misunderstand my use of the word. It is a wanted busy.   However I allowed this busy to be my excuse to stay away from anything else, including any book marketing or promotion.   It’s a valid excuse, yes?   I mean, come on. Six kids under the age of seven.   It’s a battle to even shower daily. I’ll be straight forward about that. The truth is, however, I could have put some time and effort into putting my book out there. The kids weren’t really holding me b