Smorgasbord Posts from Your Archives – Get a grip: a painful lesson on when to hold on by Allie Potts


Welcome to the next in the series of articles from the archives of Allie Potts. This week an eventful walk with her rescue pup who is a wonder dog.. there is a lesson to be learnt from all our adventures.

Get a grip: a painful lesson on when to hold on by Allie Potts


Image from Flickr

The outside temperature had cooled from volcanic rim to a more comfortable Amazonian jungle as I embarked on a walk around the block with Her Royal Highness, my dog. Within seconds of exiting the house, the soles of my flip-flops were slick from the trapped humidity. Still, it was a beautiful day for a walk and HRH was happy enough to trot along by my side.

As we rounded the corner, I noticed a group of teenagers on bicycles approaching. I raised my hand in greeting. As one of the girls passed, she politely said hello. I was thinking to myself what nice kids when WHAM! The next thing I knew I was experiencing the joy of flight. My arm was nearly pulled out of its socket while my feet simultaneously left the ground. Unfortunately, my air time was only short-lived as I found myself next lying on my back in the grassy area that separates sidewalk from street looking up at a blue sky.

Able to pull trains and leap buildings in a single bound, it’s Wonder Dog!

Whimper… *blink blink* Owie… It turned out that HRH, having noticed me greet the teenagers decided it would be a grand idea to introduce herself to them as well. Without delay. So what if they were now already several yards away? HRH typically has impeccable manners and so now and then I forget that she also has the natural strength to hoist the remains of the Titanic off the sea bed floor and the speed of a cheetah running from a bee sting. She was kind enough to remind me. She’d taken off at full tilt, ignoring the minor detail that we were still technically attached.

As feeling began to return to my arm I realized that the leash somehow remained gripped firmly in my hand. I had remained strong even though the same could not be said about gravity. I felt the grass by my side as attempted to sit up and had to wonder at my luck to land in the soft earth when my head could have, should have come in contact with the concrete of the sidewalk.

One of the girls shouted from up the hill, “Are you okay?” I guess they’d witnessed my amazing aerial acrobatics and pulled over to assess the situation.

“I’m fine,” I replied as HRH returned to my side and began licking my face. “But she may not be,” I joked as I rubbed HRH’s head with my good hand to assure her I was okay while attempting to look stern and scolding. I turned the leash over as I regained my footing. I realized that hadn’t been a polite response. Though there was still a dull ache in my arm, overall I was okay. Why wasn’t my skull now cracked on the ground much like Humpty Dumpty?

https://imgur.com/user/ThreeDartsIsTooMuch

I hadn’t let go.

If my hand had only held the leash loosely and I’d let go at the initial snap, I might not have lost my footing, but HRH could have successfully reached those polite kids on their bikes and who knows what sort of injuries might have resulted. If I had let go the minute I realized my feet were parallel to my head I may well be writing this from a hospital bed. But I hadn’t, and because we were still attached, the momentous force that is Her Royal Highness on a mission carried my airborne body just far enough away from the sidewalk to land in the grass with only a minor scrape to show for my experience.

Of course, I would have preferred not to fall at all, but HRH was a stray up until February and the occasional mistake is still to be forgiven. Although, even if she’d been with us since a pup and had years rather than weeks of training, I know a mistake could still happen. No path is without the occasional ill-advised temptation or other misfortune.

The point is, that when these speed bumps happen, you have to keep your grip on that which matters most. While your world may, for a time, seem upside down, if you hold on long enough, you too might just find yourself landing safety.

©Allie Potts 2016

About Allie Potts

Allie Potts, born in Rochester Minnesota was moved to North Carolina at a very early age by parents eager to escape to a more forgiving climate. She has since continued to call North Carolina home, settling in 1998 in Raleigh, halfway between the mountains and the sea.

When not finding ways to squeeze in 72 hours into a 24 day or chasing after children determined to turn her hair gray before its time, Allie enjoys stories of all kinds. Her favorites, whether they are novels, film, or simply shared aloud with friends, are usually accompanied with a glass of wine or cup of coffee in hand.

Books by Allie Potts

One of the reviews for The Fair & Foul

Compelling Sci-Fi  b on September 23, 2016

I’m such a groupie for books involving any kind of genetic manipulation – the scientific aspects fascinate me. If you read the description above, you can see why this one grabbed my attention.

In this novel, there are characters seeking scientific and technical advancements for the right reasons, and those who are only looking out for themselves – which provide some compelling and interesting conflicts. As a woman, Juliane deals with her share of struggles and roadblocks, but her determination to succeed in her field is admirable. The author does a wonderful job of making the reader feel as frustrated and confused as Juliane over certain plot developments. The supporting characters are varying degrees of likable and loathsome and although I was convinced I knew who was trustworthy and who had ulterior motives, I was proven wrong. It’s nice when that happens.

Juliane is a strong, ambitious woman, so it’s disappointing when an attractive guy shows up and she seems to lose focus – but I’m not a fan of romance novels, so that’s a personal preference on my part. At times, the dialogue is somewhat stilted, and the addition of contractions would make conversations sound more natural.

The ending just blew me away and is a perfect launching pad for book two in this series. If you’re a fan of though-provoking sci-fi, this is your book.

Read the reviews and buy the books: https://www.amazon.com/Allie-Potts/e/B00H2VUFUA

and on Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Allie-Potts/e/B00H2VUFUA

Read more reviews and follow Allie on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7366449.Allie_Potts

Coming on December 5th 2017.

Connect to Allie via her blog and social media.

Blog: http://www.alliepottswrites.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/alliepottswrite
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/allie.potts.79
Google +https://plus.google.com/116292341272843093815

My thanks to Allie for sharing this and I hope you will head over and explore her blog and her books. I am now looking for posts for the run up to the festive season at the end of the year so delve into your archives and check to see if you have one or two posts that might be suitable. Email me on sally.cronin@moyhill.com

Smorgasbord Posts from Your Archives – How I almost lost my feet to save my face by Allie Potts


Welcome to the series where you can share four of your links from your archives here on my blog to a new audience. Perhaps posts that you wrote at the beginning of your blogging experience that deserve another showcase. If you have book promotion posts then please contact me separately for other options. Details of how to get in touch with me at the end of the post.

Today the second post from the Archives of Allie Potts. As a teenager Allie was part of a church group that participated in summer camps.. During one of these Allie experienced a painful lesson.

How I almost lost my feet to save my face by Allie Potts

When I was a teenager I almost lost both of my feet.

No. I don’t mean I stumbled, or lost my footing. I mean I was at risk of my feet being potentially cut off. Gone. Bye bye.

I wasn’t particularly religious, but I enjoyed spending time with my church youth group. They were a fun group (with a couple of guys who were easy on the eye), and it was an excuse to hang out with people my age without parents or homework. The group I belonged to regularly participated in a summer day camp program for underprivileged children in the Appalachian mountains. We would travel to the main site where we would join other groups from various denominations and creeds, and get sorted into smaller mixed teams. During the day, our small groups would go to nearby sister facilities to act as councilors and chauffeurs for the kids. At night we would rejoin the large group and sleep in large wooded cabins.

I started to pack my bag. I had a problem. The terrain required closed toed shoes and I didn’t have anything suitable. My boots were designed for winter. I’d bake. My summer footwear was typically either sandals or nothing at all. I had to go last-minute shopping. I was in a rush, but I still wanted to look somewhat cool. I got a pair of low-cut Chuck Taylor knock-offs. The back of the shoe was stiff and rubbed the top of my heel, but I knew the shoe just needed to be broken in properly. No big deal. I threw a handful of socks into my bag along with the rest of my clothes. I was ready to go.

Even with the socks, my new shoes rubbed my heels to the point of blisters within the first hours of our departure. I knew that nothing much could be done about it, so I didn’t complain.

We arrived at the site. It rained. It rained some more. There was no real point in trying to stay dry, everything and everyone was soon waterlogged. As we didn’t have dryers at the cabin, all you could do was change into what dry clothes remained while your wet things hung to air-dry from any available surface. I had worn all of my socks by the end of the second day and had started a system of drying them, turning them inside out, and using them again. Desperate times.

I started to notice that my shoes were getting tighter. I figured they were shrinking due to the wet conditions. My feet started hurting all the time. I would smile and laugh with the kids during the day, but secretly hope they wouldn’t ask for a game of tag. A couple of days later, as I pulled off my shoes and wet socks, I saw that my feet were the size of an elephants, swollen, discolored, and oh how they reeked! The blisters had popped and in their place were weeping sores. Painful yes, but ewwwwwww!!! I quickly pulled on another recycled pair of air-dried socks. I definitely did not want anyone to see my feet like this. I didn’t want to be labeled as gross. Mom would know what to do when I got home.

At this point I was complaining to a few close friends about how much my feet hurt and begun to waddle, but camp would be ending soon. I was telling, but I was definitely not showing. Once I got home, I would burn those shoes and all would be better. I told myself, think of the children. What’s a few more days of discomfort. We were the highlight of their summer. Keep it in perspective. The rain finally tapered off.

It was finally the last night of camp. All the children had celebrated and gone back home. Only the various groups remained. We had one last group bonfire. At the end, the camp’s organizer asked us to get into small groups and reflect upon the last several days. A man from another church standing nearby turned to me a put me on the spot. He asked me to start us off with a prayer. I completely panicked. Sure, I knew the ritual ones, how to ask for blessings for food and family and whatnot, but I just didn’t do freestyle prayer, at least not out loud, and especially not with strangers! I said a few other words, but then blurted out that I just wanted my feet to stop hurting. Mortified, I apologized for my lack of skill. The man smiled and said that was enough. It was the next person’s turn.

I hobbled back to my cabin. Still coping from my embarrassment, I yanked off my shoes and socks and showed my feet to one of the other adults in the room as if to justify why I was complaining during the time that should have been spent on positive reflection. “See! See!” Her face dropped. “We need to get you to hospital… Now.”

The doctor informed me that had I waited much longer to seek treatment, the gangrene would have taken my feet. My prayer would have been answered, although not quite as I would have liked. My feet would only hurt as phantoms. It’s a reminder to be careful what you wish for. As it was, the infection was still treatable and while I still have small scars on both heels, I can still walk just fine on my own two feet.

Whether you want to believe it was the prayer that put those people in front of me or prefer lucky coincidence, my finally speaking up was what made the key difference in the final outcome. From that experience, I learned the value of packing proper footwear (sorry – comfort now trumps fashion for me), but more importantly that I needed to stop letting my worries about what people might think about me from keeping me from asking for or accepting help.

My thanks to Allie for sharing this post about what must have been an extremely painful experience. However, she is so right in her conviction that it is better to ask for help than suffer in silence.

©Allie Potts 2015

About Allie Potts

Allie Potts, born in Rochester Minnesota was moved to North Carolina at a very early age by parents eager to escape to a more forgiving climate. She has since continued to call North Carolina home, settling in 1998 in Raleigh, halfway between the mountains and the sea.

When not finding ways to squeeze in 72 hours into a 24 day or chasing after children determined to turn her hair gray before its time, Allie enjoys stories of all kinds. Her favorites, whether they are novels, film, or simply shared aloud with friends, are usually accompanied with a glass of wine or cup of coffee in hand.

Books by Allie Potts

One of the reviews for The Fair & Foul

Compelling Sci-Fi  b on September 23, 2016

I’m such a groupie for books involving any kind of genetic manipulation – the scientific aspects fascinate me. If you read the description above, you can see why this one grabbed my attention.

In this novel, there are characters seeking scientific and technical advancements for the right reasons, and those who are only looking out for themselves – which provide some compelling and interesting conflicts. As a woman, Juliane deals with her share of struggles and roadblocks, but her determination to succeed in her field is admirable. The author does a wonderful job of making the reader feel as frustrated and confused as Juliane over certain plot developments. The supporting characters are varying degrees of likable and loathsome and although I was convinced I knew who was trustworthy and who had ulterior motives, I was proven wrong. It’s nice when that happens.

Juliane is a strong, ambitious woman, so it’s disappointing when an attractive guy shows up and she seems to lose focus – but I’m not a fan of romance novels, so that’s a personal preference on my part. At times, the dialogue is somewhat stilted, and the addition of contractions would make conversations sound more natural.

The ending just blew me away and is a perfect launching pad for book two in this series. If you’re a fan of though-provoking sci-fi, this is your book.

Read the reviews and buy the books: https://www.amazon.com/Allie-Potts/e/B00H2VUFUA

and on Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Allie-Potts/e/B00H2VUFUA

Read more reviews and follow Allie on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7366449.Allie_Potts

Connect to Allie via her blog and social media.

Blog: http://www.alliepottswrites.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/alliepottswrite
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/allie.potts.79
Google +https://plus.google.com/116292341272843093815

My thanks to Allie for sharing this and I hope you will head over and explore her blog and her books. I am now looking for posts for the run up to the festive season at the end of the year so delve into your archives and check to see if you have one or two posts that might be suitable. Email me on sally.cronin@moyhill.com

Smorgasbord Posts from Your Archives – Is your Safety Net actually a Drag Chute by Allie Potts


Welcome to the series where you can share four of your links from your archives here on my blog to a new audience. Perhaps posts that you wrote at the beginning of your blogging experience that deserve another showcase. If you have book promotion posts then please contact me separately for other options. Details of how to get in touch with me at the end of the post.

It is the start of another blogger’s series of archive posts and this is one from Allie Potts from 2014. Those first few months of blogging can be disheartening as often we don’t get many views for our posts, we are trying to establish ourselves on social media and it is easy after a few months to think that we are not going to get anywhere and that the time taken distracts us from other areas of our lives. Many do unfortunately decide that it is not for them and it is very sad to see some talented writers disappear, sometimes without a word as to why.

Allie wonders if our personal safety net or comfort zone holds us back from pushing through to achieve our original goal. She explores some interesting analogies.  I am sure she would love to hear your views on the subject in the comments.

21st annual California Hot Rod Reunion (Photo credit: ATOMIC Hot Links)

Over the last few weeks I have watched a few of the blogs I follow sign off for good. The authors were moving on to other day job challenges and no longer could put in the time to write. Considering one of my goals is to find a way to write more, their choice was somewhat puzzling to me, but I respect that they made the decision that worked best for their personal situation.

As I am often inspired by other bloggers and entrepreneurs, I found myself in a bit of an inspirational vacuum this week with their departure. I was going to have to take desperate measures. I decided to go for a jog hoping that might help get the creative juices flowing.

The Lonely Vacuum Of Space (Photo credit: JD Hancock)

Not being a fan of the cold, I did not manage to stay in peak physical condition over the past winter. I found myself walking well before I reached my destination. I scolded myself. I told myself I was going to have to sprint to make up the time. I saw a stop sign in the distance and promised myself not to let up until I reached it.

Then my legs started to hurt and I thought to myself, well that’s close enough, it’s a nice day and there aren’t exactly bears chasing me. I’m still burning calories. I walked the rest of the way home.

But what if I there had been bears. Could I have made it to the stop sign, or would I have been lunch? Would I have found a way to suffer through the pain, or would I have rolled over and succumbed to the inevitable?

Sometimes I have to wonder if my safety net is actually working against me.

The Dark Knight Rises (1 of 2) (Photo credit: Brett Jordan)

There is a scene in Christopher Nolan’s The Dark Knight Rises where Bruce Wayne is stuck in a pit. He can escape anytime he wants, provided he can somehow scale the nearly unbroken vertical wall. He is even given a safety rope to keep him from plummeting to his death. His captors are not entirely monsters after all. After several failures, Bruce Wayne decides to forgo the rope. This time he reaches the distant ledges and pulls himself out. Hurrah!

By tying the rope around his waist, he was subconsciously telling his brain that failure was an option. As a result his adrenalin didn’t spike to the necessary levels and his muscles didn’t propel him far enough.

I didn’t want to push my legs too hard as I wouldn’t have been able to walk home. My ability to walk home was my safety net and I wanted to protect it. However by doing so, I allowed myself to fail my original goal. Just like the chute that is deployed out of racing vehicles, my safety net held me back.

In this case the failure just hurt my pride. Abandoning my safety net in pursuit of a small personal goal wasn’t worth the risk. However for goals that really matter, failure should not be an option. Sometimes in order to get what you really want in life, you have to be willing to risk everything.

©Allie Potts 2014

About Allie Potts

Allie Potts, born in Rochester Minnesota was moved to North Carolina at a very early age by parents eager to escape to a more forgiving climate. She has since continued to call North Carolina home, settling in 1998 in Raleigh, halfway between the mountains and the sea.

When not finding ways to squeeze in 72 hours into a 24 day or chasing after children determined to turn her hair gray before its time, Allie enjoys stories of all kinds. Her favorites, whether they are novels, film, or simply shared aloud with friends, are usually accompanied with a glass of wine or cup of coffee in hand.

Books by Allie Potts

One of the reviews for The Fair & Foul

Compelling Sci-Fi  b on September 23, 2016

I’m such a groupie for books involving any kind of genetic manipulation – the scientific aspects fascinate me. If you read the description above, you can see why this one grabbed my attention.

In this novel, there are characters seeking scientific and technical advancements for the right reasons, and those who are only looking out for themselves – which provide some compelling and interesting conflicts. As a woman, Juliane deals with her share of struggles and roadblocks, but her determination to succeed in her field is admirable. The author does a wonderful job of making the reader feel as frustrated and confused as Juliane over certain plot developments. The supporting characters are varying degrees of likable and loathsome and although I was convinced I knew who was trustworthy and who had ulterior motives, I was proven wrong. It’s nice when that happens.

Juliane is a strong, ambitious woman, so it’s disappointing when an attractive guy shows up and she seems to lose focus – but I’m not a fan of romance novels, so that’s a personal preference on my part. At times, the dialogue is somewhat stilted, and the addition of contractions would make conversations sound more natural.

The ending just blew me away and is a perfect launching pad for book two in this series. If you’re a fan of though-provoking sci-fi, this is your book.

Read the reviews and buy the books: https://www.amazon.com/Allie-Potts/e/B00H2VUFUA

and on Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Allie-Potts/e/B00H2VUFUA

Read more reviews and follow Allie on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7366449.Allie_Potts

Connect to Allie via her blog and social media.

Blog: http://www.alliepottswrites.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/alliepottswrite
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/allie.potts.79
Google +https://plus.google.com/116292341272843093815

Sally’s Cafe and Bookstore – New on the Shelves – An Uncertain Faith: A Novel for those who live between a rock and a hard place. (A Rocky Road Novel) by Allie Potts


A welcome to a new author to the Cafe and Bookstore – Allie Potts with her two books. The featured book today is her first novel, An Uncertain Faith: A Novel for those who live between a rock and a hard place. (A Rocky Road Novel).

About the book

Feeling trapped in a job that bores her, Charlotte used to yearn for the life she had before the responsibilities of marriage and motherhood. That was until the day she came home to find her husband and son missing. Did they leave her, or is there a more dire explanation? An extreme example of the reason to be careful what you wish for, Charlotte must now come to terms with her new reality and decide if she wants to continue to merely daydream about a better future, or to take charge of her own life. Along the way she must also locate her family, deal with the up and downs of running a small business, and decide what it is she really wants.

One of the reviews on Goodreads

Patty Copeland rated it really liked it Four Stars  ·November 2014
When her husband Fletcher and four-year-old son disappear, Charlotte finds clues that show Fletcher may have left her and been planning more than that. Or, is something more sinister going on? Charlotte pulls herself from the quagmire of her former frustration and current situation to try asserting her own personality and courage, taking charge of her life as her faith in her husband is thoroughly tested. The novella plotting is very strong and keeps you guessing. A talented new writer who will do well as her talent matures.

 

Read all the reviews and buy the book: https://www.amazon.com/Uncertain-Faith-novel-those-between-ebook/dp/B00PYYB06A

and on Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Uncertain-Faith-novel-those-between-ebook/dp/B00PYYB06A

Also by Allie Potts

One of the reviews for The Fair & Foul

Compelling Sci-Fi  b on September 23, 2016

I’m such a groupie for books involving any kind of genetic manipulation – the scientific aspects fascinate me. If you read the description above, you can see why this one grabbed my attention.

In this novel, there are characters seeking scientific and technical advancements for the right reasons, and those who are only looking out for themselves – which provide some compelling and interesting conflicts. As a woman, Juliane deals with her share of struggles and roadblocks, but her determination to succeed in her field is admirable. The author does a wonderful job of making the reader feel as frustrated and confused as Juliane over certain plot developments. The supporting characters are varying degrees of likable and loathsome and although I was convinced I knew who was trustworthy and who had ulterior motives, I was proven wrong. It’s nice when that happens.

Juliane is a strong, ambitious woman, so it’s disappointing when an attractive guy shows up and she seems to lose focus – but I’m not a fan of romance novels, so that’s a personal preference on my part. At times, the dialogue is somewhat stilted, and the addition of contractions would make conversations sound more natural.

The ending just blew me away and is a perfect launching pad for book two in this series. If you’re a fan of though-provoking sci-fi, this is your book.

 

Read the reviews and buy the books: https://www.amazon.com/Allie-Potts/e/B00H2VUFUA

and on Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Allie-Potts/e/B00H2VUFUA

Read more reviews and follow Allie on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7366449.Allie_Potts

Cover reveal for Book Two of the Project Gene Assist Series: The Watch & Wand due out in December of this year.

About Allie Potts

Allie Potts, born in Rochester Minnesota was moved to North Carolina at a very early age by parents eager to escape to a more forgiving climate. She has since continued to call North Carolina home, settling in 1998 in Raleigh, halfway between the mountains and the sea.

When not finding ways to squeeze in 72 hours into a 24 day or chasing after children determined to turn her hair gray before its time, Allie enjoys stories of all kinds. Her favorites, whether they are novels, film, or simply shared aloud with friends, are usually accompanied with a glass of wine or cup of coffee in hand.

Connect to Allie via her blog and social media.

Blog: http://www.alliepottswrites.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/alliepottswrite
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/allie.potts.79
Google +https://plus.google.com/116292341272843093815

Thank you for dropping in today and please help share Allie’s books far and wide. Thanks Sally