My Life Changed Forever

A few days ago, my life changed forever:

I gave birth to my first child, Felicity.

Until I held her for the first time, I had never known such a powerful admixture of responsibility and love. I felt like weeping, weeping so hard I could not possibly weep, because I was too overcome with the beauty of her face looking back at me, blue-eyed and calm, trembling with life. How was this possible? The burning, shrieking agony of labor disappeared. Love remained.

Thank you for your patience as I welcome my child into this world. I’m climbing back onto the literary horse, starting by:

  •  Posting a short story on for The Wattpad Witching Hour Contest. After all, when you’re going into labor and trying to shut out shoots of pain seizing your abdomen, what could possibly be a better distraction than hammering out a thousand words of unedited, paranormal schlock? Don’t get me wrong, I like this story, but it needs some obvious work. Feel free to eviscerate it (or take pity on it with a vote!) at
  • Posting daily pictures of my coffee and word count again. My morning cup of motivation.
  • Continuing to work on my paranormal romance novella “Warmth.” I had taken a hiatus on this work to finish my Wattpad Witching Hour Contest Entry “Deeper,” but now that this work has been submitted, it’s back to grindstone 🙂
  • Editing my full length paranormal romance novel “Blood of the Witch” for beta reading.
  • Scribophiling, blogging, Tumbling, etc. Networking in general.

Thank you for reading, you guys continue to rock!

– Liv Miles

How do you relax?


Take it easy, Liv.

You’re pregnant, like full term pregnant, as in you’re 2cm dilated and packing your hospital bag pregnant, and if there ever was a time to just sit back and make yourself a cup of tea (without a wordcount attached), it’s now.

You have to slow down, take a breath.

I wish it was that easy.

Pregnancy, like ulcerative colitis, has made me realize how terrible I am at just chilling out. I need stress, something over which to slave, some pile of rubble to crunch with a pickaxe, and finding the wherewithal to take it easy is perhaps the most difficult task I could do. I keep telling myself to lessen my physical workload, or else I’m going to end up back in the hospital with contractions. To this end, I now fold laundry sitting down and drink more water. That’s a start, right?

My fellow worker bees, how do you relax? Is there some spell I can chant to just take a load off? Or is this something learned with time?

But aside from all that, I am four days away from my due date, and my husband and I are so excited to welcome our daughter Felicity into the world! It’s been quite a year, and I can’t think of a better way to end it than with a beautiful baby girl. We’re in for quite an adventure!

Until next time,

Liv 🙂