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Crazy but true. I never expected to do another but, the idea came and it went from there…I guess I like writing more than I thought! Who’s knows if it’ll happen again. I certainly am not educated nor do I consider myself a writer but, here it is.
Check out my book! I just got my first review… ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
It was such a whim to end up writing a whole book at all! It seems like once the idea popped into my head, the story caught fire and kept spreading until it turned into an entire novel. Self-published, self-edited and certainly not perfect but I was pretty proud to get it all out on paper/ebook.
And, my first review is five stars!!!
I’m not taking that as going beyond self-publishing and who knows if I’ll ever write another but, it’s a pretty good feeling that someone liked it. Hopefully more will start coming through. And, I hope just as good!
Jailbreak: A Rock and Roll Fantasy Realized https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07KXW3X3N/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_tai_rcFdCbG383MX8
Siobhan O’Neil is a middle-aged, Rock and Roll obsessed mother of two adult sons who decided it was time to follow a dream. I’ve always written and have a very active imagination which is definitely highlighted within these pages. I hope you enjoy as much as I enjoyed writing this rock and roll gem.
Welcome to my first book full of rock and roll, romance, and some mischief that is semi- biographical but full of fantasy.
Aislinn had endured two bad marriages and was determined to get a few dreams fulfilled before she didn’t have the option anymore. She was ready to rebuild her identity and confidence that had been stripped from her over the course of twenty-five years. Little did she know that one of her dreams would lead her back to something she thought she’d never do again.
Cillian had spent the last thirty-plus years touring with his band. He had never married and had just ended a fifteen year relationship that he realized had been full of lies, greed and cheating. He figured he had plenty of opportunity to find female company if he really wanted it but he really wasn’t interested.
Could two people who had endured so much find love again?
Part time. Taking away some time from my jewelry making but…feeling useful and fulfilled.
I’m working with Autistic adults.
What an honor for me to be entrusted to take care of these special people. I’m going to learn so much!
A looooong story anyway. Okay, a book.
I started writing and I couldn’t stop!
It’s a semi-autobiographical novel. The truth comes with the way I used to fantasize about being some rockstar’s muse. The rest of the story? The way I’ve would have been if the fantasies had truly materialized.
I had no plan. I just got the urge, started writing and, the ideas kept coming. I don’t even know if I could do it again if I tried!
I have ideas for a sequel…we’ll see what happens…
If you want to check it out, here’s the link: Jailbreak: A Rock and Roll Fantasy Realized https://www.amazon.com/dp/B078P54P2F/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_tai_maSxAbSP0CSPH
“Perhaps the best part of soaring is the always changing, always beautiful skyscape. Though I live in an unremarkable region of coastal plains and piedmont, the sky offers daily wonders.
Keen observers of the air, glider pilots often see things others miss. The annual migration of raptors south. The gossamers of migrating spiders glinting on our wings. A monarch butterfly 4,000 feet above the ground, fluttering its way to Central America. A tumultuous roll cloud, marking the turbulence beneath the glassy smooth but powerful lift of mountain wave, and the lens shaped clouds stacked above it. The grey tendrils that sometimes form below a cumulus cloud, marking especially strong eddies of lift. The concave bottoms of cumulus clouds that mark the very strongest of thermals. The extraordinary sensation of flying into a column of smoke rising from a field fire—opaque from the outside, but transparent once inside.“
-Christopher C. O’Callaghan
The above was written by my brother for an article in a soaring magazine a few years ago. What it shows me is his ability to see more than what is right in front of you. His fascination with the world beyond his and his hunger to know more than the fact that the butterflies are up there, he wanted to know why and where they were going.
The message to me is that he really lived. He didn’t just dream, he explored. If he wanted to do something, he did it.
Three years ago today, he died doing one of the many things he had explored for the last 30 years. He died in a collision during a soaring competition.
We were all devastated. We still miss him desperately. But…we also know that life is unpredictable and if there is anything positive we can extract from this tragedy, it’s that we know he lived. And, we know he died doing something that he loved.
I am going to a wedding on Friday. A wedding that is many years overdue. DOMA (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Defense_of_Marriage_Act) stopped them from being able to live a normal and secure life in the USA. Every couple of years there was worry about getting work Visas and where they would have to live just so they could stay together.
Aside from DOMA, acceptance of same sex marriage in America is still a major issue. Laws that are based in religious and moral beliefs should not stop any human being from living their lives in happiness.
My primary motivation for my passion about marriage equality starts with my father. Yes, my father was gay. I found out when I was about 14. When I was 13, right after my parents separated, my brother asked my mother if Dad was gay. I was disgusted and replied that he couldn’t be gay because he had 3 children! How a 10 year old was able to see so clearly and I at 13 had no clue, is beyond me but my brother saw something that I didn’t. Initially, my mother did not tell us the truth. I can imagine that this would be very hard for any parent to talk to children about. Then, while I was a freshman at boarding school, I got a call from my mother. My brother had brought it up again and she told him the truth. And, now I knew the truth too.
Apparently, my father was denied a government job in the 1960’s because of a relationship he had with a man while in the Army. He told my mother and they chose to stay together. They had 3 children by then and they had love, maybe a different love but I don’t remember my mother and father not being able to stand each other. They liked each other and, of course, they had 3 beeeeeeeautiful children between them! Eventually, normal life had to take over and when I was 13, they decided to separate and eventually divorced.
My father drank. He was not a mean drunk. He got a little sloppy sometimes but generally, he was a quiet drunk. In retrospect, it just seems like he was self medicating. My mother has said that she didn’t think he was a drunk by disease but more by misery. He obviously did not feel he could live his life as he really was. What a sad thought.
My father never talked to us about it. And, regretfully, I never told him that I knew and that it was okay. He died when I was 20. He stopped drinking about 2 years before his death but by then he was already very ill.
It was confusing for me and for years I wondered if I may be a lesbian. At a time where your sexuality is really awakening, it’s hard to know something like that. And, what if? In 1977, it was a scary thought to try to deal with something that taboo in America. It took awhile for me to get that it was okay. I always knew that my family would accept it and after meeting and befriending gays and lesbians during college and beyond, it was all good.
I never had to deal with the question. I am not a lesbian but I have friends and family who are gay. Some are open about it but others are still very secretive. I think that’s very sad.
So, my passion about marriage equality comes from the hope that no one ever has to live like my father did again. If only he had been able to accept his homosexuality and live a happy, free life. Sure, I may not be here to do this but that itself could be a great thing…that I didn’t have to be here to help the fight for 2 human beings to love freely…
Oh, and I guess big thanks should go to the US Supreme Court…I have a hard time calming my not so pleasant attitude about the US Government but sometimes they get it right! 🙂