Jill Weatherholt

Pursuing a Passion for Writing


Where’s Waldo?

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Image courtesy of http://en.wikipedia.org

Some of you have wondered what I’ve been up to these past couple of weeks. I received messages asking if I was on vacation…I wish. A few asked if I was attending a writer’s conference…again, I wish. Some thought I was just taking a break from blogging.

What was I doing? When I wasn’t at my day job, I was writing and writing, at a frantic pace. At the end of March, on a whim, I entered a contest offered by a publisher. Per the contest guidelines, I wrote a 100-word book blurb and submitted it along with the first page of my book. I never imagined I would advance to the next stage, but I did. This involved writing a three to five-page synopsis along with my first three chapters. The deadline was a little over two weeks. Sounds easy right? Well, it wasn’t.

My entry was my first NaNoWriMo project, written in 2010. In 30 days, I wrote over 57,000 words. It wasn’t a story, it was a hot mess. I never brought the story to its conclusion. It has remained on my hard drive all these years. In order to write the synopsis, I not only had to figure out how the story was going to end, but I needed a plot.

In a week, I finished the synopsis and a new story was born. In the time remaining, I wrote the three chapters. My entry is now in the hands of the publisher. I did the best that I could with the help of a special person, who many of you know. Thank you, L. Marie! Not only are you a terrific editor, but you’re a great encourager.

What have you been up to lately?



An Unexpected Visitor

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Image courtesy of morguefile.com

It was early in the morning, five o’clock, to be exact. I was in our bonus room, doing some work on my laptop, before heading off to my day job.

The house was still, Derek was sleeping. The silence suddenly interrupted, when I heard a very loud noise coming from a guest bathroom. It was a noise like nothing I’d ever heard.

When it stopped, I walked toward the bathroom and poked my head through the doorway, and then opened the linen closet…nothing. What in the world was that noise, I wondered. It reminded me of the sound effects from the movie, Jurassic Park. Later that day, when I mentioned it to Derek, he said it was probably something outside.

Two weeks later, as we watched Jeopardy, it happened…the noise. It was back. We both turned to each other, our eyes popping.

“That’s it! That’s the noise I heard that morning,” I shouted.

Again, Derek said, “It’s just something outside.”

I sprung to my feet, “No, it’s coming from that bathroom.”

We both walked toward the noise. Derek stood at one entrance, and I, at the other. Later, he told me the look on my face was indescribable, when I saw this.

Mystery solved

Mystery solved

It was “Fred” or Fred’s relative. Last summer, Fred, a cute Green Tree Frog, lived under our patio table umbrella, in silence.

Fred, hanging out last summer.

Fred, hanging out last summer.

He just hung with us while we enjoyed the summer evenings. That was all fine and good, but hanging out in our bathtub, that didn’t work for us.  By the sounds he made, it wasn’t working for him either.

After some chasing with a bucket, we transported him back to the patio.

Have you ever had an unexpected or surprise houseguest?


What I Believe

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Image courtesy of freedigitalphotos.net

“Live your beliefs and you can turn the world around.” ~ Henry David Thoreau

The first time I saw a magician put a woman into a box and proceed to cut the box in half, I didn’t believe it. I didn’t fall for it when a quarter was pulled from behind someone’s ear, or when a rabbit was pulled from the magician’s hat. I’ve never been a big fan of magic tricks. I didn’t believe it as a child, and I still don’t.

Some of us don’t know what to believe, but we all believe in something. Here are ten things I do believe.

1. I believe in God

2. I believe family is most important.

3. I believe books are always better than the movie.

4. I believe a smile has special powers.

5. I believe journaling is therapeutic.

6. I believe exercise improves my mood, and so does coffee.

7. I believe showing appreciation for the little things makes a relationship stronger.

8. I believe in sitting down and writing a thank you note or card.

9. I believe I am in control of whether my day is good or bad.

10 I believe in the power of faith.

Happy Easter or Passover!

What are three things you believe?


A senior what?

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When I was a teenager, I couldn’t wait to be an adult. I’d be free to do anything I wanted. My life would be perfect.

I’d have a car to go anywhere I desired. There would be no more asking permission, and no more curfews. I’d take trips to the beach on the weekend, or perhaps the mountains.

I’d own a fancy condo or apartment that I could decorate any way I wanted. After all, I’d be making money.

Thirty plus years later, and several months before my fiftieth birthday, I’ve experienced every thing that I wished for. In addition to mortgage payments, bills, health issues, house and car repairs. All of those things that come with adulthood, but no one ever told us about.

After a recent trip to the grocery store, I was recording my transaction into my check register.  I glanced toward the bottom of the receipt to get the total, and there it was…SENIOR CITIZEN DISCOUNT. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me, but since I was wearing my bifocals, I knew it was true. The young cashier gave me a senior discount.

Derek said she probably gave me the discount because I was nice to her.

Hum, I wonder…

When you were a teenager, were you anxious to become an adult?


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