The Trouble With Numbers

I think our society has become obsessed with numbers. Don’t get me wrong, I’m referring to numbers not math. We have cell numbers, S.S. numbers, bank routing numbers, account numbers, pin numbers, credit card numbers and more.

Then, there are those important numbers that have the ability to either send us out the door in the morning floating in blissful euphoria or make our hearts plummet to our feet: bank account balances, our weight, and medical numbers indicating a problem with our health. Each of these can turn a great day into a dismal one in a second.

I’ve never been good at math. I don’t really even try much anymore. I love online banking because I can check my balance every day and avert disaster before it happens. Years ago, I just made compensating errors. It worked for me!

But, some numbers are beyond our ability to control. I’ve been concerned about an abnormality in my blood work that was discovered while I was in the hospital two months ago. Things have not improved and every time a new set of numbers comes back, I feel like I have been punched in the stomach. It ruins my day.

Today was one of those days. It dawned sunny and beautiful. The first day without rain after more than two weeks of monsoons. I felt elated – ready to tackle anything – and then I got the results back from my blood work. My spirits plummeted. The flickering sunlight and the puffy blue skies hadn’t changed: my mindset had. It’s so easy for one set of numbers to make everything looks different.

But my grandmother used to warn us not to “wallow in self pity.” A lot hasn’t changed. I have a family who loves me and I know that God will be with me through anything that happens. I have to learn to let go of the things I can’t control and go on with my life. I need to take one day at a time and not freak out about what may happen next week or tomorrow because that isn’t mine to determine. I’m just along for the ride.

It’s gorgeous outside and it’s lovely not to have the front yard looking like a squishy swamp. Maybe I’ll go and weed my flower beds. After all, it’s a beautiful day and I don’t want to waste it!

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It’s Me!

My Interview With HarperVoyager

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The Official Book Trailer for Among Wolves!

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COVER REVEAL!!!!

COVER REVEAL: NANCY K. WALLACE’S AMONG WOLVES

 We’re thrilled to be revealing Nancy K. Wallace’s gorgeous cover for Among Wolves. This debut fantasy is full of sumptuous characters, rip-roaring adventure and dark deeds…
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The history of Llisé and its fifteen provinces are a peaceful affair, filled with harmony, resolution and a rich oral tradition of storytelling. Nothing untoward ever happens in this peaceful land. Or does it?

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Trainee archivist Devin Roché has just taken his finals at the prestigious Académie. As the sixth son of the ruler of Llisé, his future is his own, and so he embarks on an adventure to memorize stories chronicling the history of each province.

As Devin begins his journey with only his best friend Gaspard and their guardian Marcus, he hears rumors of entire communities suddenly disappearing without a trace and of Master Bards being assassinated in the night.

As the three companions get closer to unearthing the truth behind these mysteries, they can’t help but wonder whether it is their pursuit that has led to them.

But if that is the case, what do Llisé and Devin’s father have to hide?

Among Wolves is out May 21st. Pre-order it here and follow the author on Twitter @fairysockmother and at www.nancykwallace.com/

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NEVER GIVE UP!!

magic bookToday is a significant anniversary for me! Exactly one year ago today, Natasha Bardon, editor extraordinaire at HarperCollins UK office, emailed me to say she would be “delighted” to offer me a contract for my adult fantasy, Among Wolves!!

Wait, maybe we should back up a bit. You need to hear the whole story. In August of 2012, I saw that Harper Voyager was accepting unagented manuscripts for a two week period in October. My book, Among Wolves, loosely based on 19th Century France and also the legend of the Beast of Gevaudan, wasn’t finished. I’d written most of it in a one year period, nearly a chapter a week, but other contracted writing projects took precedence and I had put it aside. It was the beginning of a series and I loved the characters. Somehow this opportunity seemed too good to pass up. Who wouldn’t want to be accepted by the same publishing house that hosts such greats as George R. R. Martin and Robin Hobb?

I took two weeks vacation to write and I finished my manuscript. I spent September tweaking it and when Oct. 1 arrived, I was poised and ready to send it off with high hopes. Harper Voyager promised to let authors know who the chosen few (reportedly limited to 15) would be in January.

Information filtered in. The editors had received over 4,500 manuscripts. Some sources claimed it was over 5,000. The rejection process was taking a long time and there were few updates. Several websites kept track of members involved in the project but speculation ran rampant. As the first anniversary after the appointed announcement came and went without comment, hopes plummeted.

I became convinced that my manuscript had been lost in cyberspace and never even reached the editors’ desks. But somewhere deep inside me, a tiny hope still flickered. Maybe…maybe…maybe…I was still in the running. I checked my email constantly as news of more rejections hit writers’ websites. When I opened my email, I was afraid to check and afraid not to. Then in January 2014, Bishop O’Connell posted that he had received an offer for publication. They were down to the wire, the choices were being made!

On Feb. 6th, 2014, my boss, who knew I had been waiting anxiously, walked passed my office and said, “Have you checked your email?” I said, “No.” “Well, check it,” she said and disappeared. So I logged in and there it was – an email from HarperCollins with the subject line “Digital Submissions.” I felt sure it was a rejection and my hope hit rock bottom. I didn’t want to give up the fantasy that out of all those manuscripts mine had somehow risen to the top.

When I finally opened the email and read, “Dear Ms. Wallace, we at the UK office loved your novel and would be delighted to offer you a contract for Among Wolves.” I literally stopped breathing and then I jumped up so fast that I sent my desk chair careening into my bookcase. Then, I jumped up and down and started screaming “Yes! Yes! Yes!” A rather impressive display for a woman my age 🙂 The I sat down and with shaking hands, texted my husband and my daughters. By then my boss and co-workers were converging on my office to see if was having a heart attack or something. The whole day remains as a giddy and joyous memory that I will never forget. I was literally bouncing off the walls and I loved it! Even now I will burst into a spontaneous exclamation of surprise and yell, “HarperCollins!!!”

It was especially significant yesterday, that I received my extraordinary cover options for Among Wolves, which will be released May 21, 2015 as an Ebook and in November 2015 in paperback. The second and third novels will follow at yearly intervals. I hope to be able to share the awesome cover I selected with you soon.

I guess my message today is “Never Give Up!” If you have a dream, it is worth waiting for and working toward no matter how long it takes. No one ever accomplished anything by quitting. Don’t ever give up on your dream – it is the shining light that makes you who you are.

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More Voyager Valentine Fun!

Please add the following HarperCollins authors to the preceding post and check back for those who are still putting their character’s profiles up.

Katherine Harbour (Thorn Jack, 2014, Briar Queen, Jan. 2, 2014) http://katherineharbour.blogspot.com

Laura Liddell Nolen (The Ark, 2015) LAURALIDDELLNOLEN.TUMBLR.COM

Terence Newman (Detective StrongOak and the Case of the Dead Elf, available Dec. 2014 )http://www.drtel.co.uk/Detective-Strongoak.html

Remember I am giving away two Peter Pauper Writing Journals from Amazon as a prize to the winner on my site. All you have to do is leave a comment to enter.61dIPHJF4CL._AA160_[1] 61JXDMQeYtL._AA160_[1]

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Voyager Valentine’s Day Character Dating Contest!

 

To enter the Voyager Valentine’s Day Character Dating Contest, read the dating profiles in this entry of 2 characters from my forthcoming novel Among Wolves (HarperCollins UK May 2015) then ‘match’ any one of them with a character from the author blogs listed below — these other Harper Voyager fantasy and science ficred-love-heart-pictures-and-wallpaperstion authors will also be sharing dating profiles of their crazy, intriguing characters. Leave a comment on the author posts of both ‘matches’. Each comment serves as an entry for both authors’ prizes. Each author will offer a different prize. There will be one winner on each blog. Check in periodically, as more blogs and characters may be added.
The contest runs from February 2-February 16.

U.S. RESIDENTS ONLY.

I am offering two beautiful Peter Pauper Writing Journals from Amazon as prizes. Here are my characters:

Devin Roché

  • What are you most afraid of? Some of Llisé’s Master Bards have died mysteriously with the loss of huge amounts of the provinces’ oral Chronicles. I planned a 15 month tour of the provinces to  collect as much remaining information as possible.
  • What is your career? I am a trained historian and archivist at Llisé’s Académie.
  • Where do you live? I live in Vienne, the capitol city of Llisé.
  • What accomplishment are you most proud of? I memorized the first volume of Bardic Songs before I was six and graduated from Llisé’s Université at the age 14.
  • Who is your father and what does he do? My father is The Chancellor Elite of Llisé.

Jeanette Vielle

  •  Who is your father and what does he do? My father is Armand Vielle, the Master Bard of Ombria.
  • What are you most afraid of? My father’s life is in danger. Some of the Master Bards from adjacent provinces have been murdered.
  • What is your career? What’s a career?? I  cook and clean all day for my father at Ombria’s Bard Hall.
  • Where do you live? I live in a very small town called Lac Dupré, in the province of Ombria.
  • If you had your friends over, what would you serve? I’d serve a savory cassoulet, crusty homemade bread, fragrant wedges of wedges of Ombrian cheese, and a good bottle of wine.

 

FOR MATCH-UPS, HERE ARE THE PARTICIPATING AUTHORS AND THEIR FABULOUS CHARACTERS AND BOOKS, ALL FANTASY AND SCIENCE FICTION:

A.F.E Smith (DARKHAVEN July 2015) http://www.afesmith.com/blog

Bishop O’Connell (THE STOLEN Available now) http://aquietpint.com

Ingrid Seymour (IGNITE THE SHADOWS April 2015) http://ingridseymour.com/blog

Andy Livingstone (HERO BORN April 2015) http://www.andylivingstone.com/blog

Christi Whitney (GREY Available 2015) http://christijwhitney.com/?page_id=52

Nancy Wallace (AMONG WOLVES May 2015) http://www.fairysockmother.com

Alison Stine (SUPERVISION April 2015) http://awfullyserious.blogspot.com/

Jack Heckel (ONCE UPON A RHYME Available now) http://jackheckel.wordpress.com

John Ayliff (BELT THREE June 2015) http://johnayliff.com/blog/

Brooke Johnson (THE BRASS GIANT May 2015) http://brooke-johnson.com/

Lexie Dunne (SUPERHEROES ANONYMOUS available now) http:/www.dunnewriting.com/

HAVE FUN!!!!!

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Christmas Eve

As a child, my father took my brother, sister, and me out to the barn after the Christmas Eve Candlelight service to read the Christmas story from the Bible. My father gentle exampleChristmas candle shaped me both as a child and as an adult and inspired this blog post:

It is Christmas Eve, at last. All the preparations are finished, the house is clean and decorated; the special foods have been prepared; the gifts have been carefully chosen, and wrapped. Soon it will be time for the Candlelight service and then tired   and excited we will go home to bed.

Take time for one last stop along your way. Stop at the stable, dark and cold, where the quiet movements of the animals are sleepy and subdued. Rest for a moment on the hay and feel the rough texture of this humble material that once cradled a King. Imagine, as you sit in the darkness, Mary’s pain, her tiny son’s first cry, Joseph’s tears. Feel the cold, sharp, winter air against your cheeks, the hard frozen earth beneath your feet, as you turn toward home. Pause long enough to look for one last glance to catch sight of the star, white and glittering in the velvet dark of the sky.

He came for you. He came this night 2000 years ago to find you, to win you, to hold you. Among the scents of gingerbread and peppermint, the glitter of Christmas lights, the warm comfort of firelight, for just a moment – take time to remember. This Christmas Eve pause long enough to listen for the soft rush of angel wings. Listen…he comes!

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November

thOD28ZX4LNovember buried October’s flamboyant reds and yellows on Halloween night beneath the feet of ghosts and ghouls who prowled their streets. Muted grays and browns greeted the All Saints’ Day sunrise.  A few oaks stubbornly hold their faded russet leaves while Norway Maples still drip gold onto the driveway. Along the road, the flaming sumacs retain a few tattered remnants of their bright red pennants but softer hues predominate.

November days hold a peacefulness, a gentle mediocrity to cushion December’s rising tension. I always leave the pumpkins and cornstalks up until Thanksgiving. “Take a break,” they seem to say. Enjoy the last few sunny days before winter’s  wrath is released upon us, before we are buried in December snow and holiday preparations. Relish one last visit to the porch swing, mug of tea in hand, and bundled in a sweater. One last evening by  the fire before the mantel is encrusted in pine and holly.

There is something almost holy about November. A tranquility that seeps inside our souls if we let it. Relax and enjoy its muted tones, its gatherings of friends and family without presents and trees, just good food and conversation. Take time to be thankful. Take time to breathe. Cherish this month that provides a buffer against the busyness of the coming holidays. Enjoy November.

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AUGUST

A shot of pumpkins on the ground at the farm

I walked tonight along the back driveway that skirts the woods, just as the clouds turned pink in the last light of the sunset. Even on August nights cool air seeps from our ravine like fog; Pennsylvania hollows hold a chill even in summer. The sassafras trees are already turning, sending red and orange leaves skidding across the path in the dying light.

The evening light has changed. The sun which at its apex set to the northwest above the neighbor’s horse pasture now hides its dying rays behind the tree lined peak just to the southwest. Silhouetted trees ornament its fiery embers with twisted limbs of black.

I gather green and yellow beans from the garden on my way back. The pumpkin vines have exceeded their perimeter, as usual, climbing and smothering the forsythia bush in a mass of leaves as big as elephant ears and varying globes of white, yellow, and orange. They spread relentlessly toward the barn, tendrils brushing the eaves in an attempt to gain the most hours of sunlight.

I head back toward the glowing windows of the house, my T-shirt hem cradling treasures from the garden. An enthusiastic insect chorus croons its song in the evening air. Cool air glides after me whispering “fall,” as the light leaves the sky.

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