Jill Weatherholt

Pursuing a Passion for Writing


Looking Good!

004Yesterday, my father celebrated his 77th birthday. He looks pretty good, doesn’t he? He and my mother stay active, playing golf, walking and shopping. Yes, my mother turned him into a shopper. He’s quite a bargain hunter. If there’s a $100 golf shirt marked down to $15, he’ll sniff it out.

I inherited many of my personality traits from him. I pride myself on being a bargain hunter, I don’t pay full price for anything. Like my father, I’m quiet and reserved. I’m uncomfortable being the center of attention.

My father was never a fan of attention. I’ll never forget, driving to his retirement party, over twenty years ago. He said he felt like he was driving to his funeral. The thought of speaking in front of a hundred plus people, wasn’t on his bucket list, nor mine. 

From my father, I learned the value of hard work. He came from humble beginnings, but worked hard to provide for his family. Growing up, I never knew exactly what he did in his position of Deputy Director for Civilian Personnel for the Army, but he left each day, before sunrise, always dressed in a suit and tie. After dinner, we’d gather in the living room and watch television. I have a vivid memory of my father sitting in his Lazy Boy. His briefcase always opened on the floor, and a pile of paperwork on his lap. He read and highlighted, nodding off to sleep now and then. 

Many years ago, when my now twenty something nephew was around three-years-old, he described my father perfectly. As my father installed a ceiling fan for my sister and her husband, my nephew observed. After the job was complete, wearing a huge smile, my nephew looked at my father and said, “You’re a good guy Poppa.”

You are a good guy, dad, and anyone who’s ever met you will say the same. Thank you for everything you’ve done for me and our family. We love you!

Happy Birthday!

***On Monday, I received a call from Harlequin in response to the contest I’ve mentioned. I was offered a contract on my book. Needless to say, it’s a dream come true and I’m still digesting everything. In order to get the required revisions back to my editor, I’ll need to step away from Word Press. I’ll miss everyone, but I’ll be back. <3


Welcome K.C. Tansley

kctansleyauthorpicI’m thrilled to welcome the author of The Girl Who Ignored Ghosts, K.C. Tansley. She is indeed one of the hardest working writers I know.

5 Things You Didn’t Know About Kat Preston
By K.C. Tansley

In The Girl Who Ignored Ghosts, prep school junior Kat Preston accidentally time travels to 1886 Connecticut, where she must share a body with a rebellious Victorian lady, prevent a gruesome wedding night murder, disprove a deadly family curse, and find a way back to her own time.

In my novel, there are lots of things you’ll discover about Kat Preston, but here are five things that didn’t quite make it into the book. Scenes that showcased these sides of Kat ended up on the editing room floor.

1) What you see in the book: Kat’s a smart, academically driven girl. She has goals and she’s on her way to achieving them.

What didn’t make it into the book: Kat’s driven to succeed and prove herself because deep down she doesn’t feel like she was good enough to keep her father around. So she keeps trying to be better and better. To prove that she is worthy of his attention.

2) What you see in the book: Kat has lived a very unusual life for a teenager. She’s spent lots of time abroad with her archaeologist mother on digs.

What didn’t make it into the book: She very independent and even spent a summer abroad in China. She got lost near the Great Wall, but met a nice family who helped her out.

3) What you see in the book: Kat’s maternal grandparents took care of her after school when her mom was working.

What didn’t make it into the book: She loves them dearly and they are the most stable thing in her life. But she’s never told them about the ghosts. Partly because she’s afraid of the ghosts coming back, and partly because she’s afraid they won’t be able to accept what she can do. She can’t bear to lose them.

4) What you see in the book: Kat doesn’t have a lot of friends. She tends to keep to herself.

What didn’t make it into the book: Kat has trouble making friends. She’s more comfortable with books and antiques than with people. She gets on well with adults, but kids her own age aren’t easy for her to click with. Also carrying a big secret (knowing that the unbelievables exist and pretending they don’t) makes it hard to bond with people. That’s why her friendship with Morgan is really important to her.

5) What you see in the book: Kat doesn’t know what to make of Seth.

What didn’t make it into the book: He’s everything she doesn’t like, but she gets nervous around him. She can’t help being attracted to him, but she would never want to date someone like him.

K.C. Tansley lives with her warrior lapdog, Emerson, on a hill somewhere in Connecticut. She tends to believe in the unbelievables—spells, ghosts, time travel—and writes about them.

Never one to say no to a road trip, she’s climbed the Great Wall twice, hopped on the Sound of Music tour in Salzburg, and danced the night away in the dunes of Cape Hatteras. She loves the ocean and hates the sun, which makes for interesting beach days. The Girl Who Ignored Ghosts is the first book in her YA time-travel murder mystery series.

As Kourtney Heintz, she also writes award winning cross-genre fiction for adults.
Social Media
Website: http://kctansley.com
Blog: http://kourtneyheintz.wordpress.com
Facebook Page: http://www.facebook.com/kourtneyheintzwriter
Twitter: http://twitter.com/KourHei
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/13530245.K_C_Tansley

Buy Links:
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Girl-Ignored-Ghosts-Unbelievables-Book-ebook/dp/B00WZOJ028/ref=la_B00X369K3G_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1434139756&sr=1-1


Double Vision

I didn't purchase these through Amazon.

I didn’t purchase these through Amazon.

Did you ever stop to think, and forget to start again? ~ Winnie the Pooh

Have you ever purchased a book that you already own? Before I started reading on a Kindle, there were times when I purchased a book that was already on one of my multiple bookcases. Thankfully, Amazon is kind enough to bring my memory lapse to my attention, so it doesn’t happen nearly as often…when purchasing books for my Kindle.

Unfortunately, I shop for jigsaw puzzles in the store. Although the clerk at the Dollar Tree knows me well, she can’t keep track of the puzzles I’ve purchased. I’ve mistakenly purchased at least ten duplicate puzzles over the years. Fortunately, Derek’s brother-in-law is a big puzzler, so he is the beneficiary of my forgetfulness.


Have you ever mistakenly purchased something that you already own?


The Thrill of it All

Photo courtesy of www.morguefile.com

Photo courtesy of http://www.morguefile.com

“Do one thing every day that scares you.” ~ Eleanor Roosevelt

When I was a kid, I loved the thrill of a roller coaster. My heart pounded in my chest anticipating the two to three minutes of high-speed adventure. Wet with sweat, my hands gripped the cold handlebar, hanging on for dear life, as it scaled the first hill. As the ride dipped low and took me high, I vowed never to ride another roller coaster again. Of course, I always did.

The days of riding roller coasters are behind me. After a ruptured disc in my back twenty years ago, two days following a ride on a coaster, my thrill seeking days were over…or so I thought.

To say the last four months, since I entered a writing contest sponsored by a publisher, was a roller coast ride, is a colossal understatement. Going from a one-hundred-word book blurb, to a completed manuscript during that period, produced more of a thrill than any amusement park ride I’ve ever climbed aboard.

It’s difficult to put into words the emotional highs and lows I experienced. I contribute this to writing under a deadline verses writing for pleasure. Some days, I loved my story. But more often, it made my stomach turn. I pushed through the bad days, desperately in search for the good.

When I finally hit submit, the night before my deadline, I wandered around the house in a daze. I can’t tell you what I did or said, it’s all a blur. What I do know is, whatever your talent, a writer, photographer, painter, sculptor…anything, take a chance and put your work out there. You never know what thrills lie ahead.


Life with a Writer

I’ll admit, the past couple of months I haven’t been the most pleasant person to be around. IMG_1267

Thankfully, Derek had a tremendous amount of patience, as I worked to meet my deadline.

He came up with a list of five reasons why living with a writer should come with a warning. I thought I’d share his list.


Image courtesy of wikia.com

Image courtesy of wikia.com

1. They can be moody. One minute they love their story, the next they hate it.

2. They ignore you. Hours can pass without speaking.

3. They have more of a relationship with their laptop than with you.

4. If you don’t cook, you don’t eat.

5. Whether you want to or not, you’ll be a beta reader.

Thank you for being so supportive and patient the last three months, Derek…and for keeping me fed. xoxo

Derek's all-day omelette.

Derek’s all-day omelette.


The Man in the Arena

Image courtesy of freedigitalphotos.net

Image courtesy of freedigitalphotos.net

It is not the critic who counts;
not the man who points out how
the strong man stumbles,
or where the doer of deeds could have
done them better.
The credit belongs to the man
who is actually in the arena,
whose face is marred by dust
and sweat and blood;
who strives valiantly; who errs,
who comes short again and again,
because there is no effort
without error and shortcoming;
but who does actually strive to do the deeds;
who knows great enthusiasms,
the great devotions;
who spends himself in a worthy cause;
who at the best knows in the end the triumph
of high achievement,
and who at the worst,
if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly,
so that his place shall never be
with those cold and timid souls
who neither know victory nor defeat.

President Theodore Roosevelt
Speech at the Sorbonne
April 23, 1910




My thoughts and prayers are with friends Theresa and Luanne this Father’s Day.


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