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“My Gutsy Story” Belinda Nicoll

July 16, 2012 by Sonia Marsh

Something that made my life take a different direction

I’ve learned that personal transformation can be inspiring, unless the forces of change set you adrift and you lose sight of yourself. Early in the year 2000, enjoying new-found independence thanks to my belated career as a copywriter, I decided to end my twenty-year marriage. I’d been married since the tender age of nineteen, and my husband and I had drifted apart. I trusted that our two children aged nineteen and seventeen were capable of dealing with the family break-up. What I did not anticipate, though, was that my decision would mark the start of the most distressing period of my life.

When I shared the news of my marital troubles with a colleague, she suggested that the two of us and another male colleague sign up for a self-empowerment workshop offered by a rather eccentric guru. By the end of the course, the three of us had formed a close bond. Shortly after, our male colleague accepted a job in Saudi Arabia. I kept in touch with him via e-mail, and by the time I’d finalized my divorce our friendship had turned into a long-distance romance. At the end of that year, he returned to South Africa to marry me.

His return coincided with my daughter finishing school and getting ready for a year abroad as an au pair. She’d applied to go to America, but fate intervened and she ended up with an offer from a family in Cologne, Germany. Ten years later, I’m still shaking my head at the irony of that development, because no sooner had she signed the contract than my fiancé got a job offer from an international healthcare advertising agency in San Francisco. While his employers sponsored his H-1B visa, which would permit him to work in the U.S. as a professional in a specialty occupation, I would get an H-4 visa, which permitted me to be a spouse. He said not to worry about the ‘spouse’ thing,’ that we’d sort it out as soon as we were settled in the U.S.

I’ll never forget the thrill of our prospective adventure. But I had my trepidations, too, about separating from my daughter, leaving family (not least of all my son) and friends behind, saying goodbye to my country, and putting my career on hold. The next few weeks turned into a huge rush: we got married, packed up our personal belongings, advertised my husband’s apartment as a furnished rental, said our goodbyes, and left—we’d booked our departure to coincide with my daughter’s flight to Germany.

My husband’s promise to me was that our expatriation would be a short-term stint, a year or two, three at the most. But how could we have known that our arrival as expats would coincide with one of America’s biggest disasters—two hi-jacked planes crashing into the World Trade Center? The event and its aftermath numbed us as much as it impacted the nation’s future, leading directly and indirectly to a string of personal setbacks that kept us from returning to our home country. It took more than three years to get our green cards. Caught up in changes in our host and home countries, as well as the global economic decline, over the next ten years we’d relocate from California to the North, South, and Midwest, my husband pursuing his career in advertising and I making more than a few career changes as a trailing spouse.

Belinda and her husband, Bruce

We’re U.S. citizens now. My son still lives in South Africa. My daughter returned home after her year as an au pair in Germany, but only to finish her studies as an occupational therapist, before moving to Ireland to marry the love of her life whom she’d met in Cologne.

Even now, as I take stock of all the personal and global changes, I can’t help wondering about the significance of the upheaval in my life and the uncertainties in the rest of the world, and what it all means for the future. But it doesn’t help to mope about it; change also presents opportunities—in the last ten years, I’ve traveled to many exciting destination, locally and abroad, excelled as a life coach and writer, finished my Masters in Fine Arts in Creative Writing, and published my first book. Life, good or bad, always presents us with many learning curves.

Belinda Nicoll’s Bio:

Belinda is originally from South Africa and has been a citizen of the United States since 2010. She and her husband love traveling and share a keen interest in cultural diversity. Their journeys and careers have taken them to various parts of the world. Belinda holds a BA degree in the social sciences and an MFA in Creative Writing, works as a creativity coach, is writing her first novel, and recently published her memoir—Out of Sync—a story about personal transformation and global change. Check out her Website and Blog (she writes about creative writing, personal coaching, and expatriation. You can connect with her via Facebook, Twitter, and LinkedIn, too.

Out of Sync

Belinda shares an excerpt from her book here. I read it, and felt transported into her life in South Africa. In those few pages, I became part of Belinda’s life. I sensed what she was going through as a mother, and a woman ready to embark on a new life in the U.S. She described her life in South Africa as a child, and the politics and people of South Africa in a manner that finally made me “understand” what was actually going on in the 60’s, and the changes that occurred.  I also feel a connection with Belinda when she says:

“These days, being rootless is an integral part of how I choose to be.”

Sonia Marsh Says: Belinda, I feel a strong connection with you in that we are both expats, and have moved around the world. I also believe that when our kids have been exposed to life in different parts of the world, they are likely to do the same as we did: they move to another continent. You mentioned change also presents opportunities, which I know to be true, and that’s what makes our lives exciting. I’d love to meet you and share our adventures. Thank you for your story and all the best with your memoir, Out of Sync, which is my kind of book, and the novel you’re writing.

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Winner of the June “My Gutsy Story” contest

July 12, 2012 by Sonia Marsh

Congratulations to all four writers this month. You each shared your inspiring “My Gutsy Story.”

Madeline Sharples
Madeline Sharples came in 1st place and is the winner for the June 2012 contest. Congratulations Madeline.
Madeline Sharples
Sonia Marsh Says: Madeline’s story was one of courage and determination after the tragic loss of her son. 

 

Jeffrey Crimmel

 

Jeffrey Crimmel came in 2nd place

 

Jeffrey Crimmel

Sonia Marsh Says: Jeffrey, you send us a very important lesson: we are only visitors in another country and have to respect their traditions and not attempt to impose our own.

 

Marla Cerise
Marla Cerise came in third place.
Marla Cerise
Sonia Marsh Says: You amaze me with your strength to continue, after all the tragedies you’ve been through. I am grateful that you found a wonderful man, Will, to take care of you and your sons.
Doug Edwards
Doug Edwards from Australia, has an amazing story about how he was determined to change his life from the young age of eleven. He knew he wanted to live in Australia when he was a small kid and made his dream come true.
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You are all WINNERS, with such amazing writing and stories to share. Thank you for participating, and to all VOTERS for taking part.

Our WINNER Madeline Sharples, gets to select his prize from our new list of SPONSORS,

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Two June stories are up. So far we have Bob Lowry  “My Gutsy Story” and Sherrey Meyer’s “My Gutsy Story.”

I hope you enjoy the “My Gutsy Story” series and share with others through the links below. Perhaps you’d like to submit your own. Thanks.

 

“My Gutsy Story” by Sherrey Meyer

July 9, 2012 by Sonia Marsh

MAMA AND HER ARSENAL

 

To say my family was dysfunctional is a mild use of the word.  My father was raised in an orphanage where little affection was demonstrated, so he was tentative with his affections.  Mother was Scotch-Irish and full of spit and vinegar.  Mama was incapable of disciplining in moderation or controlling her temper.  Fear was a required ingredient in punishments meted out, as well as threats of physical contact and verbal abuse.

Memories come floating back often, but remembering her threats of suicide ranks high on the list.  When at her angriest, Mama threatened to kill herself if we didn’t comply with her demands.

Measuring up in our world wasn’t to see how much we had grown in height; it was to gauge our responsiveness to Mama’s demands and expectations.  A report card with less than all A’s and just one B was never good enough.

“Is this the best you could do?  You want to appear stupid?  This card could prove that! ”

A sense of being loved because you were her child was never felt.  Self-worth was a casualty of her battles to be a mother.

Therefore, not all my decisions were good ones.  I married young to escape life with Mama.  Unfortunately, I married her counterpart.  After five years and a child, life was less than tolerable.  I yanked up my courage and left, but went back to my parents’ home allowing Mama to resume her domineering role.

During this time of single parenting, a trusted employer and friend helped me to look forward rather than back.  He understood the inner workings of my home life, and often counseled me much like a father would.

The one thing I took away from this friendship was the knowledge that somewhere there was someone who would love me just for me.  After years of trying to please and measure up, this sounded impossible.

After eight years of single motherhood and hard work, I met someone.  Someone with gentleness much like that of my father.  He too had experienced a failed marriage and between us, we had stories to tell.

When we announced plans to marry, we were met with Mama’s rage.  Although 34 years old, I still had no more worth than when I was a child.

Sherrey Meyer’s mom on Amherst

Mama fought to stop our marriage.  Angrily she argued, “How can you possibly think of marrying this man?  He’s been married and has two children!”

“Mama, I’ve been married, divorced, and have a child myself.  What’s the difference?”

“Don’t sass me!  You think you’re smart because you went to college.  I have more life experience, and you’re not taking my grandson into the mess you are creating.”

I quickly rebounded.  “I suppose you forget that I am a child of a blended marriage.  You and daddy were both married before.  You had a son; he had two daughters.  Show me the difference now!”

My words were like a spark held to a pilot light.  Her emerald green eyes blazed, and her jaw locked in determination.  I didn’t care this time.  I had had enough.

I knew exactly what was coming.  Mama pulled out the old and often used “I’ll kill myself if you don’t do as I say” routine.  No matter how often used, it was still frightening but by now I should have known it was an idle threat.  Still my heart pounded.  My palms grew sweaty.

I walked into the kitchen and found her there with a butcher knife in her hand, pointed at her chest.  Mama yelled, “You can’t do this to me.  If you do, I’ll kill myself!”

Now was the time to let her know I was her equal and my life was mine to live.  I took a bold step to show that I was not going to be cowed by her threats.

“Go ahead,” I said calmly.

“You can’t mean that.  I’m your mother.  You’re supposed to love me enough to stop me.”

Her emerald green eyes flashed with vile anger and a vicious desire to control.  Did she not realize loving her wasn’t easy?

“And you’re supposed to love me.  But I’m not sure you’ve ever thought about it.”

She inched the knife closer to her body as if ready to end her life.  But I could see her fear as I felt my own.  I thought to myself, “No more scrabbling for love.  No more control like this.  Understand?  No more!”

Chief among my fears was that my son would climb out of bed and find us in this standoff.  I didn’t want him to witness such a scene.  Quietly, I took small steps toward her as you’d approach a wild animal.

“Mama, you don’t want to do this.  You can’t be willing to give up everything and not see your grandchildren grow up.”

At this Mama began to cry.  Slowly, I removed the knife from her hand and breathed a sigh of relief.  Her cries turned into sobs.

I felt a power I’d never felt before, but I was afraid it wouldn’t last.  I placed my arms around Mama’s shoulders and held her until she calmed enough to turn in for the night.

Foolishly, I thought perhaps there was a change in the wind.  But change isn’t easy.  There would be more threats, more attempts to forestall our marriage.  And as long as she could get a reaction from me, Mama would continue on as life had always been.

Two years after we married a job change took us to Oregon, putting 2200 miles between Mama and me.  Distance made it difficult for her to use physical threats.  However, her verbal assaults continued over the phone.  With time and the compassion of my loving husband, I understood this was her problem and not mine.

Sherrey Meyer and her husband

I believe that bold step in the kitchen decades ago and seizing my life for my husband, son and me provided the different vision of who I could be as I looked into my soul.

Sherrey Meyer Bio:

A retired legal secretary, Sherrey Meyer grew tired of drafting and revising pleadings and legal documents.  She had always dreamed of writing something else, anything else!  Once she retired she couldn’t stay away from the computer, and so she began to write.  Among her projects is a memoir of her “life with mama,” an intriguing Southern tale of matriarchal power and control displayed in verbal and emotional abuse.  Sherrey is married and lives with husband Bob in Milwaukie, OR.  They have three grown children, four grandchildren, and two great-grandchildren.  Their tuxedo cat, Maggie, rules the roost.

You can reach Sherrey Meyer on her websites:  Not Just A Name and Letters to Mama; or Tweet her @Sherrey_Meyer, or connect with her on Facebook. Sherrey is also on LinkedIn.

Sonia Marsh Says:

I cannot imagine how you must have felt growing up with the psychological games and threats of suicide by your mother. Did your father try ever try to stop her from this harmful behavior? Thankfully you met a wonderful man and stood up for yourself. How sad that she didn’t change after that one “gutsy” life-changing  incident. Thank you Sherrey for opening up and sharing the ugly followed by the good in your life.

Please leave your comments for Sherrey below. She will be over to respond. Thanks.

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Gutsy Book Buzz: How to get endorsements + more

July 5, 2012 by Sonia Marsh

 

Honeymoon with my Brother by Franz Wisner

If you’re like me, you probably think it’s impossible to get endorsements from busy authors, especially from a NY Times bestselling author. Well I have news for you: it might be easier than you think.

I’d like to share a few ideas that worked for me.

  • Identify the authors
  • Send a well-crafted query
  • Follow-up.

The best way to be successful is to start a relationship with an author a year or two before your book comes out.

  • Volunteer at a library or a writers’ networking group where they invite authors to speak. Introduce yourself to the author, buy their book, chat with them, and give them a little something to remember you by. I would say, “Please remember the Gutsy woman who moved her kids to Belize.” They would usually remember Gutsy and Belize.
  • Review their books on Amazon. To stand out from the crowd, make your own video review. Here’s the Amazon video review I did for Susan Pohlman’s book: Halfway to Each Other: How a Year in Italy brought our family home.
    Here’s another one I did for Lan Sluder, Living Abroad in Belize. I was fortunate to get wonderful endorsements from both of them.
  • If you really like an author, suggest an interview, or write about them and do something different, like a video of what you find fascinating about them, and how it relates to your own theme. In my case, I love the writing style of author, Nigel Marsh–no we’re not related. His theme is the work/life balance, and after watching him speak on a TED video, I sent him a link to my video post.

One year later, he sent me a LinkedIn message about his next book to be released in August: Fit, Fifty and Un-Fired, and I said I’d love to promote it for him as I’m a huge fan of his first book: Fat, Forty and Fired.

When you send your query, remind them where you met them, or if you wrote a blog post about them. If you don’t know them, look for their contact information online and go for it.

  • Keep it short.
  • Be friendly, explain that you realize they’re super busy, and how you hope they can help.
  • Show them you’re familiar with their book, (I sent links to my video reviews of their book) and connect to a common cause.
  • Explain how you have similar audiences, and/or a similar message. I wrote about how my family did something  “unconventional,” just like yours did.
  • Ask them if they would like to receive a few suggested endorsements, which your editor has prepared for you. (I had 15 ready to go, just in case.)
  • Inform them of when you would appreciate an endorsement by, if they have time.
  • Follow up with a gentle reminder, a week before your deadline, to those who agreed to review your book.
  • Don’t take it personally if an author does not agree to endorse your book. They are probably very busy, or on their own book tour. Always remember to be polite. They are doing you a huge favor.
  • Make sure to thank them for the endorsement and offer to send them a copy of your book when it’s available with a thank you note inside.

I sent out twenty queries to authors and journalists, and I would say 80% asked me to send them my ARC (Advance Reading Copy-not for sale) or the pdf.

So far, I have received five endorsements, and I’m waiting for more.

Below is an example of one letter I sent out:

Hi  (Name of Author),

I contacted you a year or so ago, and as a writer, I’m a huge fan of  (Your Book)

I posted a video review on Amazon if you’d like to see it.

As you may remember, my family did something “unconventional” like you did with your husband, son and daughter. We uprooted our family with three sons, and moved from a five-bedroom house in Orange County, to a hut on stilts in Belize. Not only do we have California and moving our families in common, but the same audience and the fact that we both wanted to “heal” our family.

I realize you’re super busy, especially organizing your writers’ retreat this October–it sounds and looks like an amazing place–but it would mean so much to me if I could get a mini endorsement from you on my upcoming travel memoir: Freeways to Flip-Flops: A Family’s Year of Gutsy Living on a Tropical Island. The ARC’s will be ready on June 20th and I would like to expedite a copy to you, unless you would prefer to receive a pdf version, which I can send now.

I can provide some endorsements if this would make things easier for you.

Warm Regards,

Sonia

I am so happy to have received two fabulous endorsements from authors I admire.

Franz Wisner

 

“Sonia Marsh and her family give new meaning to the term “flipping out!”  Sombreros off to them for showing us the roads less traveled can often be the most rewarding — even when our trips don’t go as planned.”

 — Franz Wisner, New York Times bestselling author of Honeymoon with My Brother and How the World Makes Love.

 

Lan Sluder

If you’re dreaming of escaping to a tropical island, or to any foreign land, don’t miss Sonia Marsh’s candid and vivid recounting of the ups and downs of life abroad. Part adventure tale, part romance, part family saga and part travel guide, Freeways to Flip-Flops is a memoir that reads like a novel.

 –Lan Sluder (Easy Belize, Fodor’s Belize, Living Abroad in Belize)

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Sorry this is so long, but I want to thank Jason Matthews for interviewing me, as well as many indie authors on his Monday night show: Indie Authors on Hangoutnetworks.com.

Connect with Jason on Facebook here, he is a fabulous host and I hope you contact him about his show, and also his book, How to Make, Market and Sell Ebooks – All for Free.

Video of Indie Authors:

“My Gutsy Story” by Bob Lowry

July 2, 2012 by Sonia Marsh

What started as a terrifying failure ended up being a defining moment in the life of my family. The decisions my wife and I made at that time of high stress affected everything that followed.

In 1982 our young family was living in Salt Lake City. Our home overlooked the Great Salt Lake, with its flaming red and orange sunsets and storm clouds roaring in from the west. We felt comfortable living here. Unfortunately, things at work were not going as well. I was employed by the broadcasting company owned by the Mormon Church. That wasn’t the problem; it was my inability to work well in a large corporate structure that kept getting me in hot water.

After finally admitting to myself it was time to find a different job, I accepted a position to run a new research company for a small but growing broadcasting company located in Tucson, Arizona. I would have a major say in the success of the research division and the growth of this company. The challenge was exciting and the lure of no more snow was powerful.

From the first day things began to fall apart. One of the key people I had hired changed his mind and decided to immediately go into competition with us. The grand plans to build a major broadcasting group faltered and quickly crashed. By this point a fair amount of money and time had been invested in the research division. But, without the radio stations it served little purpose. So, five months after moving to town I was fired.

Suddenly I was faced with every breadwinner’s nightmare: two very young children and wife, a new house in a new city far from any family, and absolutely no source of income. Since we had just moved from Salt Lake a good chunk of our savings had been spent on the move and all that entails. The job I left behind was no longer available.

After a week or so of panic, I settled on the only logical thing I knew how to do: start my own consulting business. I developed a budget for all the printed materials, a business phone line, post office box, and marketing expenses. Then I began making the rounds of graphic design businesses, copy shops, and office supply stores to figure out what I had to do to produce business cards, stationery, proposal booklets, and all that goes with a new endeavor. Since this waswell before personal computers and the Internet, I was completely dependent on others to come up with a logo and package that looked professional. The total costs were substantial and bit even more deeply into our dwindling savings.

Next were calls all of the people I had ever worked for to let them know I was now on my own. I sent letters (there was no e-mail) on my expensive new stationery and followed up with more phone calls. I poured over a 500 page directory that listed every radio station in the country. I picked those I thought might consider giving me a chance and made almost daily trips to the post office with stacks of proposals and plenty of prayers.

Weeks, then months passed with no positive response. This had to work. We couldn’t afford to move and we couldn’t afford to stay without a steady income. We had decided early on my wife would be a stay-at-home mom with the kids and changing that would be a desperation move.  I remember quite clearly that first year we pledged to not go to the shopping mall. The temptation to spend money we didn’t have was too great. We didn’t go out to dinner for that year either, choosing to stay home and consume lost of macaroni and cheese and casseroles.

Finally, two small radio stations responded. The amount of income wasn’t enough for much more than our monthly food budget, but at least there was a positive response. I redoubled my mailings and calling. Every time a radio station was mentioned in one of the trade newspapers I’d send a note to the manager hoping to raise my visibility. Slowly, a few other stations became clients, partly due to my experience but maybe more so because of the bargain- basement rates I charged.

Almost a year to the day after losing my job, a major radio station in a large east coast city called and asked me to meet with them and make a personal pitch. Scared out of my wits and knowing that this was the one break needed to save the life my family was trying to build, I flew east and met the executives. By the end of the next week, I had their signature on a contract. While still not nearly enough income to cover all our expenses that station’s hiring began to open the doors.

Within the next year, the business began to show a small profit. A few years later I was handling over thirty radio clients and had become one of the better-known figures in the radio consulting business. Eventually I consulted over 200 radio stations. Things were going well enough that I could retire in 2001 at age 52 and began to enjoy my satisfying retirement.

When I think back to the loss of that job and being faced with the greatest challenge of my young married life, the reason for success was simple: I had no Plan B. I was trained to do nothing else. I had a family depending on me to make something work. I also had a wife who believed in me and kept telling me it would happen while mending the kids clothes for the umpteenth time and getting hand-me-downs from others to keep herself clothed.

The lessons learned were ones I used in every area of my life from that day forward: belief in myself, perseverance, support from my family, and a strong faith in God. A dash of luck and being in the right place at the right time didn’t hurt either.

 

Bob Lowry Bio: is the founder of the #1 blog for Satisfying Retirement information

Building a Satisfying Retirement e-book now available from Amazon: click here
Also included in new book “65 Things To Do When Your Retire”
As featured in Money Magazine, on CNNMoney.com and PBS’s Next Avenue web site
Please join Bob Lowry on Twitter   and Facebook and Google+
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Sonia Marsh Says: What a remarkable story of how perseverance and staying “Gutsy” paid off. The first statement that I copied from your story is one that resonates with many people, and reminded me of  Chris Guillebeau and his following of people wanting to escape the “Cubicle” world.

“it was my inability to work well in a large corporate structure that kept getting me in hot water.”

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To submit your own, “My Gutsy Story” you can find all the information, and our sponsors on the “My Gutsy Story” contest page. (VIDEO) Submission guidelines here.

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Please share these wonderful “My Gutsy Story” series with others on Twitter and other links below. I am grateful to all of you.  Thanks, Sonia.

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