Welcome to the irrepressible, thoroughly charming paranormal romance author Avery Flynn! After you read this, you’ll wish she were your next-door neighbor. You can just tell that life around Avery and her kids would never be dull <g>. Take it away, Avery!
My youngest kid is a few weeks away from five and may or may not be pure evil. OK, most days he is a cutie cuddle bunny, but when he decides he has been wronged, Katie bar the door because he is going to let you know it.
After a recent incident that ended with him in super-duper time out (AKA sent to his room), we had a little chat about what he needed to do from now on. That’s when he looked up at me with his red-rimmed, big brown eyes, his cheeks still dotted with tears, and gave the best definition of conflict ever.
“I don’t want to get in trouble, but I don’t want to do what I’m suppose to do.”
Yeah, that pretty much sums up conflict.
As a writer who deals in conflict every day (sure, in my imagination, but still), I’d never been able to come up with a better explanation for the heart of conflict. It really is when two wants go head to head.
Well, Flynn kid number three eventually earned release from super-duper time out and finished his dinner. You know, the meal he LOVED last week but hated this week? (Come on, I can’t be the only one with that kid.) Both of us ate dessert that night a little bit wiser.
Thanks so much for letting me come by today! I’d love to know what bits of wisdom you’ve gained from your little ones.
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“I loved this story.” – -Darynda Jones, NY Times Bestselling Author
“4 stars. Snappy, smart, thoroughly romantic.” – RT Book Reviews
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The treasure hunter… Veronica Kwon is determined to be the only person in control of her destiny. After surviving a broken engagement and turning her back on her wealthy manipulative father, sheís started a treasure hunting company and is ready for the adventure of a lifetime.
The ex-fiance… Jax Taylor is a Southern charmer with enough sex appeal to melt the polar ice caps. He disappeared three months before their wedding and swore heíd never cross paths with Veronica again.
The magic beanstalk… Brought together again by their dying mentor, who has found three enchanted beans, Veronica and Jax agree to an uneasy partnership. Together theyíll climb a magic beanstalk to the cloud kingdom, but will their destiny be the riches they so desire, the passion they thought dead…or will the undead get them first?
Avery Flynn has three slightly-wild children, loves a hockey-addicted husband and is desperately hoping someone invents the coffee IV drip. Find out more about Avery on her website, follow her on Twitter, like her on her Facebook page or friend her on her Facebook profile. Also, if you figure out how to send Oreos through the Internet, she’ll be your best friend for life.
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Oh, that’s too funny! Don’t we all have that problem? This weekend I learned that if you have blond hair you win and that girls don’t work. Clearly I have some work to do!
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OMG…I hope you got that on video so you can play it at the wedding rehearsal party in a few years.
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Great post! Thank you, Avery, for putting a smile on my face this lovely Monday morning. Your youngest sounds a lot like my youngest, who is an active 7 yr old boy whom we’ve aptly nicknamed “Squirrel”. I think one of the many things I’ve learned from my kids (there are 4, and Timmy is the youngest) is to not care so much what other people, especially my neighbors, think of me and my parenting skills. The people living on either side of us are some of the nicest (and most tolerant) people I’ve ever met. They are the ones who have the best view of my very un-pristine backyard. Others on my street are not so tolerant. The guy next door takes my son’s antics with great aplomb. My son (the 7 yr old) decided to ambush my neighbor with his super-soaker one very hot July afternoon, and that started a water-soaked Armageddon that ended with all of us getting soaked from water guns, water balloons, and hoses, and we all ended up laughing our asses off. People living on our street think of us as the “crazy” family on the block, but I know the people next door like us anyway. 🙂
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I like that story, Sandy! 🙂
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