It's official. I've lost my mind.

But we all knew that already.

Hi and Welcome to Mercy 2.0 in which Mercy tries to become an entrepreneur or some such rubbish.

I have a brand new website. One that actually looks good. Unlike the previous attempt at a site that was kinda...eep.

Two months in the making...mostly because I spent the first four or five weeks thinking I could do this when in fact it took me an hour just to figure out how to change text out in a text box. Never mind design and functionality which I can't do even if I had all of the time in the world.

I contacted my friend Lynley Wayne at Digitally Imagined for help. And then proceeded to torment her for month.... lots of files had to be created and shared. The whole banner selection process. The overall look and feel.

In the end the cost was well worth it. Lynley is napping now. She deserves a nice long nap after what I put her through.

Anyway, hi and welcome to the new place. I hope you like it. I have new features. A direct from site book sales link.

Please do me one favor if you find an issue with any of the links or the checkout process please let me know so I can fix it. Oh and sign up for my newsletter. I've never had a newsletter before. I'm told it's the thing to have. It will come out once a month...and it might have info on exclusive content and possibly giveaways.

Make yourself at home, let me know if I can get you a sweet tea or a lemonade.

Mercy

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Mercy Celeste

Mercy Celeste is the pen name and super hero persona of mild mannered MJ Colbert....which is bull, I'm not mild mannered. I was, in fact, raised in a barn—or several. We even had grain silos. My motto growing up, anything a boy can do, I'm right behind him doing it just as well or better. I've broken too many bones to begin to count. Scraped, skinned or scarred pretty much everything that can be scraped, skinned or scarred. How I'm still walking and talking is a miracle.

So about the writing, well, I don't really consider myself to be a writer. I'm a storyteller, and when I have a story to tell, it won't rest until it's twisted me up and purged itself. The result is at times comical or tragic, depending on the people who live in my head and what they have to say. Most days that's not a lot of anything. Others I can't shut them up. They especially love when I'm driving, oh, yeah, a drive across town is a lesson in how not to get myself killed or be pulled over for reckless driving. And those are the good days.

Welcome to my crazy world, if it's boring now, wait five minutes, and don't blink. Things have a tendency to get interesting around me.