Hello my friends! I know I say this every week, but I can’t help it. I am so excited about today’s guest! This A Day in the Life weekly post has been such a blast for me, and today is no different. Today we get a peek into Naomi Rawlings’ day, and let me tell you that after dealing with two snowstorms last week, I can certainly understand where she’s coming from when talking about snow. I’m just going to be honest here, if I don’t see another snowflake this winter, it really wouldn’t hurt my feelings!
Anyways….back to the post. Please help me welcome Naomi Rawlings! Who, by the way (insert commercial break lol), had the 6th book in her Eagle Harbor series release recently. More on that at the end of the post!
A Day in the Life of Naomi Rawlings! (Snowstorm included)
This time of year (in the winter) my day starts with looking out my window to see if I can see the trees across the road. If I can’t see them, then I know another snowstorm is hitting, and the kids might not be going to school. I live in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula, which is prone to getting lake effect snow off Lake Superior. In an average year, my dear husband snow blows and shovels twenty-one feet of the fluffy white stuff. In an extraordinary year, we can get up to 30 feet of snow.
Today is a snow day, but since I’m already awake, I tiptoe downstairs and start the coffee. I’m hoping that my children will sleep in, because I love to write first thing in the morning, when my brain is clear of distractions and I haven’t spent time interacting with my real-life, 2018 world. On quiet mornings like this, I find it easy to concentrate on how things were in 1884 for Eagle Harbor, Michigan.
Coffee by my side, I write until I can’t any longer. If my husband doesn’t have any immediate obligations, he might get my 2-year-old out of bed and start a TV show for her while I’m still working. My boys are old enough they know not to bother me, and I can usually get at least an hour of work time in before they start wanting monotonous things like, well, food.
After I stop writing, I’m then caught up in the busyness of having 3 kids. We will eat and pick up and do chores. Then the kids will play, which on a snow day means there will be a fort made in the living room using the couch, piano bench, and rocking chair. There will be baby dolls kidnapped and a toddler running through the house after her brothers screaming that she wants her dolls back. I will field a dozen whining questions about whether I’ll let my boys play on the Xbox. It’s not a Saturday, so my answer is no, a dozen times over. (You think they’d learn at some point.) We only do video games on Saturdays.
At this point, my boys will probably decide to play outside. Yes, it’s still snowing sideways and the wind is rattling the windows. No, this doesn’t stop any of the men in my family from venturing outside. The boys will play Legend of Zelda meets Snowstorm or Han Solo on Hoth or some other adventurous game. At times like this, I remind myself that it really was worth the exorbitant amount of money I spent on boots and coats with removable liners, because my kids can go outside in a snowstorm and single digit weather and not be cold—and the toddler and I can get a little peace.
When my toddler goes down for her nap after lunch, I will let the boys watch TV while I write more. Sometimes I don’t get much writing done in the afternoon but I spend my time writing blog posts, answering emails, responding to Facebook comments, and all kinds of other things that go along with being an author.
After my toddler wakes up, it’s usually time to pick up the house and start making dinner. By the time dinner is finished, it’s time to pick up one last time (because somehow my house is always messy AGAIN).
My toddler will watch a little TV before bed, and then my husband and I might go out to the sauna. There’s nothing like taking a steaming sauna when it’s cold and snowy! I usually read right before bed. This is my little bit of personal time I take every day, and when I don’t read, I have a hard time falling asleep.
Tomorrow, we will start the day all over again. If it’s still snowing sideways, we might be in for another snow day. Such is life in the northwoods.
Isn’t this a beautiful family!?
Well, I don’t know about you friends, but all of a sudden I’d like to ask my husband if we can get a sauna. And I’m going to say, well my friend Naomi has one, so why we can’t we? Naomi, you’ll back me up, right?
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Book 1: Love’s Unfading Light (Mac and Tressa)
Book 2: Love’s Every Whisper (Elijah and Victoria)
Book 3: Love’s Sure Dawn (Gilbert and Rebekah)
Book 4: Love’s Eternal Breath (Seth and Lindy)
Book 5: Love’s Winter Hope (Thomas and Jessalyn)
Book 6: Love’s Bright Tomorrow (Isaac and Aileen)
Prequel Novella: Love’s Violet Sunrise (Hiram and Mabel)
Short Story: Love’s Beginning (Elijah and Victoria)
New Release: Love’s Bright Tomorrow (Feb 5, 2018)
Aileen Brogan wants a place to call home. After leaving Ireland for America and losing her father and brother within a year of each other, she feels lost and alone. No matter how hard she tries, she just doesn’t seem to belong in the quaint town of Eagle Harbor. However, Sheriff Isaac Cummings is determined to help her fit in—into town and into his arms—if only she’ll say yes to his courtship. But if he knew her secrets, he’d surely rescind his offer.
Isaac is determined to serve the people of Eagle Harbor in a way that will do his family proud, but he’s haunted by past mistakes. When a band of criminals threatens his beloved town’s safety, he doesn’t want to fail the people he loves like he did four years earlier. But if he doesn’t turn out to be the hero the town needs, what chance does he have of winning Aileen’s resistant heart?
When old wounds reopen, can Isaac and Aileen figure out how to move past their brokenness and find the promise of a bright tomorrow?
Come visit the rugged yet beautiful coast of Lake Superior and the remote historical town of Eagle Harbor that readers can’t get enough of.