Paranormal Upbringing and Story Writing

I spoke to my dad over the weekend and he told me a magazine called, ‘Open Minds’ wants him to write an article on UFO’s for them, which I think is so cool.

I think I told you guys this in a previous post, but my dad was in an episode about UFOs on the Discovery Channel a few years ago.

When my dad was the Director of the Ohio UFO Investigator League in Fairfield, Ohio, he used to do a lot of interviews and was a key speaker at UFO conventions. He also wrote an investigator’s field manual and said it’s like five-hundred pages long (holy, cow). He told me last week he was thinking about updating it, cutting back the word count, then publishing it. I told him he should, and if he needed any help I’d help him. I think it would be fun to help him with it.

My fascination with all things paranormal I think has to do with the environment I grew up in. Ever since I could remember, I loved writing stories that dealt with the paranormal, thus my ‘Beyond the Eyes’ series. And although my parents had divorced when I was young, the paranormal world remained a constant force in my household.

I’m lucky and appreciate that both my parents are open minded. And although my mom swayed more to the Peter Pan fantasy aspect of it, meaning she fabricated some stories and wasn’t interested in facts, I think I was fortunate to have gained the knowledge she had imparted on me. And the same goes for my dad. Hell, I’m still learning from him, and I love that he goes by facts. One day I’m going to post a story about an investigation he had done on a mysterious blood stain that wouldn’t go away.

Isn’t that cool though?

I mean, seriously. Growing up with parents who were involved with investigating the paranormal was so cool because now I have the experience and knowledge to write and talk about it. So when my books do get published, I have that to share with my readers. Not to mention, it helps me to blend the truth with fiction into my stories (if that makes sense). Because honestly, I love stories that could be plausible–told in such a way that could actually be true. Or, at least make the reader wonder about it. That’s what I think I did with ‘Beyond the Eyes’.

Oh, I almost forgot to mention that my great-aunt, writes for an astrology magazine and is a meditation guide. She once did an astrology reading on me (I think I was 12 at the time), and told me I had the aptitude to become a great writer, which made her happy since she’s a writer. Of course, it made me happy as well. So yeah, maybe one day I’ll become a great writer, and have tons of books published that people will love. That’s one of my all-time goals, and I work at it just about every day, knowing the more I write, the better I’ll become.

Remember that because it’s so true.

The more you write, the better you’ll become.

I should add reading as well, because reading books plays a huge part in becoming a fabulous writer.

Anyway, it makes me happy my parents were never boring and had opened a huge door in my mind to endless possibilities, questions, and possibly a career in writing about it in a fictitious manner.

I’ve read many times to write what you know and love. So if you’re a writer, remember those four things. . .

1.) Write every day.

2.) Read.

3.) Write what you know, or want to know (I say that because there are some things you don’t know much about, but are intrigued enough to learn).

4.) Write what you love.

Bottom line: IT’S. ALL. ABOUT. LOVE. :)


Three Things I Hate About Life

11/25/2011 , , 0 Comments

It’s Friday! I bet some of you have a four-day weekend.


Kevin does, which means we don't have to get up and can sleep in for four-days.


That’s one of the things I hate about life–having to wake up in the morning. Ever since I can remember, I’ve hated having to get up in the morning. I also hate having to go to the bathroom.

Do you know what I mean?

Like having to have to get up in the middle of the night to go and you’re having a totally awesome dream. That sucks ass. Or when you’re on a road trip and have to go, or when you’re watching a movie and have to go, or. . . .


The bathroom thing. . . . Pain. In. The. Ass.

Oh, what about when you don’t want to eat, but you have to because you can feel your blood sugar dropping, and your hands start shaking. And, if you’re like me, you start to get all bitchy.

I hate that.

I hate all three of those things.

Yesterday, I drank a lot of coffee, and felt my blood sugar dropping and a headache coming on. We still had hours before the turkey was done, so I had to grab something to eat. Grumbling to myself, I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, wishing I could continue drinking my coffee until dinner was ready.

I don’t know how people can get away with not eating for days at a time. What’s their secret? I mean, I love food; however, I would like to have the choice on when I want to eat. Unfortunately, that’s not so.

Stupid body chemistry genetic controlling crap.

Anyway, I hope all of you had a Happy Thanksgiving. And those of you not from the U.S., I hope you had a wonderful day yesterday. I assure you, I was thinking about you guys, hoping one day I’ll get to explore your country and experience your culture.

Happy Friday, have a wonderful weekend, and be safe. :)


Mindless Post?

Okay, here’s the post I was telling you about in the last post.

Can you believe Thanksgiving is this Thursday? I can’t. It’s going too quick. And then after you blink, it’ll be Christmas. Not really, but that’s what it seems like, huh?


I don’t even know what we’re going to do for Christmas.

Our Christmas tree got ruined in the basement a couple years ago when the sewer backed up.

Yeah, it was nasty.

I’d never own a house with a basement before, or thought of something like that happening, so it was definitely an experience I never want to relive again. But really, it wasn’t too bad. I mean, yeah, like I said, it was nasty, but there wasn’t a lot of it. We learned from that unfortunate occurrence to have a plumber come once a year to clean out our pipe lines so there are no tree roots obstructing the flow of things, like crap. LOL. So last year we didn’t put up a tree, but this year I told Kevin we should get a live Christmas tree, but a small one, like 3 feet. I’ve never had a live one before. I wonder though, if it’s going to be a pain-in-the-ass because of it shedding pine needles.

Hmmmm. *scratches head while thinking, then shrugs*

Oh well. It’s worth finding out, and I think it’ll be fun picking a live tree out, and then planting it in our yard (hopefully).

So the roofers are halfway done with our roof, but honestly, they should have been done a long time ago. I mean, seriously, they’ll be here all day one day, and then the next day they won’t show up.

No phone call.

No nothing.

In fact, I had to call him last Tuesday morning because he bailed on us for 2 days without a word on when he’d be back. He told me he wasn’t here on Monday because he thought it was going to rain, which I can totally understand, but dude, call me if you’re not going to be here. I can’t wait until this is done and over with. I hate stuff like this looming over my head. But I do have to say, even though this roofer isn’t as reliable as he should be, he’s doing a great job. We chose a brown roof, and so far, it looks fabulous. It’s like a facelift for our house. :)

Right now, I’m working on my third chapter to my third book, and would have had it done over the weekend, but spent it mostly reading and with Kevin instead. I think it’s always important to take some time away from your writing (a day or two) and enjoy life in other ways. Kevin once told me if I started holding conversations with the cat (Church) he would be worried about me and my mental state. LOL. Of course he was kidding, but I understood his underlying point–if I do nothing but sit in front of the computer and stay holed-up in this room for days at a time, I may go nuts. So if I ever write a post that’s nonsensical and bizarre, then you’ll know I haven’t gotten any fresh air and went off the rocker. :)


Short, Sweet, And Funny

11/18/2011 , 0 Comments

I was just writing a blog post about mindless stuff like, omigod, can you believe next week is Thanksgiving, and then Christmas? And what’s going on with my roof, and that yesterday, I had finished the second chapter to my third book–blah, blah, blah. Then I thought, you know what, it’s Friday, and I should make this post short, sweet, and funny. So that’s what I’m going to do. . . .

Every night this week, Kevin and I have been watching Sex and the City, and laughing our butts off. We love, love, love that show and have all the seasons and both movies. Here’s one of the many funny scenes from Sex and the City.

                              HAPPY FRIDAY!


How Did J.K. Rowling Feel?

11/14/2011 , , 0 Comments

Yesterday I felt like crap, and didn’t do any writing. I was so nauseous, I ended up taking a nausea pill I had from a prescription I got from a PA I had worked with 2 years ago.

Yeah, I know. Those pills are old, and I should toss them out. However, I hate throwing up, so I’m holding on to them. I rarely ever feel nauseous enough to take a pill (I hate taking pills), but when I do, I’m thankful I have them.

While lying on the couch yesterday, I thought about J.K. Rowling and wondered how she felt after she wrote the first Harry Potter book and was trying to get it published. I had read that it was a difficult book to sell and it took her agent a year to sell it. I wonder if she had any doubt in her mind during that time, whether a publisher would buy it or not. I know she was struggling financially and raising her daughter on her own, which I’m sure made her feel bleak at times. But what I wonder is, did she ever have any doubts? And what would she have done if her agent couldn’t have sold it? Would she have self-published it?

I was thinking about that yesterday because of my situation. I did hear from an agent a week or so ago, and she told me I write well; however, my story isn’t right for them. She did say she hopes I continue writing and sending out my work, and she gave me an idea on where to look for more agents. I thought it was very sweet of her to take some time out of her hectic schedule, to write me a personal note like that. It also made me feel good that she said I write well.

I still wonder if I’ll find an agent and publisher who will love my book(s) just as much as I do, or if I’ll end up self-publishing this series. Honestly, I’m a little depressed about it today because what if I’m just kidding myself? Yeah, I can self-publish, and my books may do fantastically well. And it’s not like I don’t trust in the Universe to put me where I need to be. I believe that we’re all connected, therefore, the timing has to be right because what happens to me not only effects me, but the people in my life as well . . . But still, I wonder about it, and wonder if J.K. Rowling has ever felt this way.

I did start my third book and finished the first chapter last Friday (Yay). I don’t know how long it’s going to take me to write this book because I still need to do revisions on Dark Spirits. I know it took me I think 5 months to write Dark Spirits because I was still revising, Beyond the Eyes, which that book had only took me 3 months to write. I wish I can be like Amanda Hockings and write a book in 2-4 weeks. That would rock. But I don’t think I’m doing too badly with writing the rough draft of a novel in 3-5 months. It takes me a hell of a lot longer to revise and edit than it takes to write it. I wonder if that’s normal.

Anyway, my third book in the series is called, ‘The Devil’s Third." I’m not sure if I had mentioned that already, but yeah, that’s what it’s called. After this book, I plan to leave the series alone, unless in the future, people want more from the series, which would be cool because this story could go on and on and on, like the House of Night series or the Vampire Diaries. And I wouldn’t mind writing more books for this series because I love my characters, and I honestly believe in this story. Now if only an agent and publisher would feel the same way and see the potential in it, I’d be a happy camper. :)


Dear Veterans

11/11/2011 , , 0 Comments

Dear Veterans,

Thank you for honorably serving our country and sacrificing your life to ensure we’re safe and have the freedoms that we have. Many of you have suffered in unimaginable ways because of your allegiance to America. Dead or alive, you veterans are heros. I’ll never forget what you’ve done, and I’ll always be grateful to you. I truly appreciate it, and send my love to all of you. Thank you and happy Veterans Day.


Rebekkah Ford


Twelve Years Ago and Now

11/08/2011 , , 1 Comments

Okay, this is weird. Check these similarities out. . . .

Twelve years ago we were in a crazy scary apocalyptic like storm where the hail rain upon us so fast and furious that very few people had escape the physical damage it caused. Our skylight in the diningroom, for example, was busted, and we came home to a diningroom full of glass and hail. Kevin had to climb on the roof and tarp it.

This year (twelve years later) we were hit by a crazy, scary tornado, and our roof got damaged, and that same ugly ass blue tarp we had used to cover the gaping skylight hole twelve years ago, is on our roof right now.

Twelve years ago, Kevin’s brother died at the beginning of the year.

This year, my mom died at the beginning of the year.

Twelve years ago, Kevin got a different job.

This year, he also got a different job.

Twelve years ago, Kevin bought a Ford truck.

This year, he also bought a Ford truck.

Isn’t that weird?

I think there are more similarities, but I can’t think of them right now. But twelve years ago was the year of the rabbit, and the mirrored events from 1999 to this year seems more than just coincidental. Therefore, it makes Kevin and I wonder what 2012, which is the year of the dragon, which Kevin was born in the year of the dragon, is going to be like. We wonder if it’s going to be similar to our year back in 2000.

What about you? Can you think of any similarities that had happened to you twelve years ago and this year?


This Video and Song Reminds Me of A Scene From My Book

11/04/2011 , 0 Comments

This video and song, reminds me of a scene in my ‘Beyond the Eyes’ book. It’s in chapter five when Paige wants to forget about her life for a while, so she goes to a bar that allows teenagers in. You see, seventeen-year-old Paige has been receiving cryptic premonitions from a phantom voice since she was four, and after she receives a cryptic death message about herself, bizarre things begin to happen to her. Her life takes on a Twilight Zonish perplexity that her logical mind can’t solve. It’s bad enough she’s had to hide these premonitions for years, feigning normalcy, but now she doesn’t know what the hell is going on and has nobody to turn to. But then she meets Nathan–an enigmatic young man she’s drawn to. Nathan has the answers, but he won’t tell her, so she breaks up with him. Confused, heartbroken, and missing Nathan, Paige decides to go to a bar on the outskirts of town, not caring how dangerous it can be.

Anyway, every time I see this video and hear the song, I think of that scene.

Oh, guess what? The guy that was suppose to fix my roof yesterday, was a no show–again. However, he did call this time (five hours later) and said they’d start on it today. He couldn’t give me a definite time though. *rolls eyes* So if they don’t show up today, then that’s it. Monday I’ll ask for our deposit back and find somebody who is more reliable. But the good news is that the weather forecast has changed and it’s not going to snow this weekend. YAY!



A Little Rant on the Side–Please.

11/03/2011 , , 0 Comments

Why is it that some people don’t keep their word?

Example: During the summer, my town was hit by a tornado, and my roof got damaged. The roofing guy was supposed to have put a new roof on our house over a month ago, and we’re still waiting.


I realize he’s been busy, but if you say you’re going to do something at a certain time/day, then you should stick to it. I also realize that sometimes something unexpected comes up, and I totally understand that. However, that person should at least call the other person to let them know what’s going on. Don’t ya think?

Kevin found out yesterday the guy, who is fixing our roof, had taken on three more roofing jobs, after he had agreed to do ours. And get this. He already did their roofs, and we’re still waiting.


I had called him two weeks ago to find out what was going on, and he told me our roof would get done the following week. Yeah right. Not only was he a no show, he didn’t even give us a courtesy call to inform us on what was going on. Anyway, Kevin called him a couple days ago, and now they’re supposed to start on our roof this afternoon. So hopefully they do.

Sorry about the rant, but it annoys me because it’s supposed to snow (hopefully not) this Sunday, and our roof should have been done a while ago.

*Deep calming, breathes*

Okay. I’m fine. Really.

Now, on to a lighter topic. . . .

On Halloween, Kevin did play some freaky ass music with his guitar and wah, wah, pedal. It was cool, and he did scare some kids. I wanted him to play ‘War Pigs’ by Black Sabbath, but he wouldn’t. I was like, ‘Aw, you’re no fun.’

Yeah, I’m the ornery one in the relationship, as you can tell. I get that from my dad. Oh, and I’m the youngest child too. I think if you’re the youngest child in the family, you’re more apt to be ornery. At least, that’s my theory. Kevin can be ornery though, but more so with me than anything else.

I started on revising, ‘Dark Spirits’ but I know after I’m finished with it, I’ll probably go over it again in a month or so. I wonder how many times writers revise their books. I know with, ‘Beyond the Eyes’ I revised it a lot, and now I’m finally satisfied with it.

I’m such a hyper critical freak when it comes to my writing. I think that’s why, revising ‘Dark Spirits’ seems to be going at a painfully slow pace. I’m also anxious to start my third book in the series. Ideas for that book have been marinating in my mind for a while now, and I can’t wait to start writing it all out to see what becomes of it.

But, first I need to finish revising, ‘Dark Spirits’ so I better get on it right now. :)