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I can’t believe I care. Let’s name the Royal Baby.

By the time this hits print, we will know the name of the Royal Baby. I think they should go with Royal. He could be a royal pain, a royal delight….whatever. Always royal. Works for me.

HRH ROYAL would make cool license plates. The royal nursery could of course be royal blue. His friends when he’s a teenager could call him Roy. It would keep things simple.

But royalty is not about keeping it simple or keeping it real. Their motto is Keep It Royal.

I’m not a Royal Watcher, but I did find myself this past week checking online daily to see if the little royal darling had arrived.

I was sure it was a girl. With the hoopdeedoo about this baby being able to take the crown, no matter what sex, I certainly thought Kate was popping out a little princess. I saw one headline where Will and Kate had made a name change plan to honor the late Diana, so again, I thought a girl.

I hate being wrong.

But in the end, it is for the best. This little Royal Prince will be in the eyes of the media his whole life. That is not easy. For a girl, it would be even harder. The little royal boy will not be subjected to harsh scrutiny on his hair or wardrobe or weight. He will have slightly less pressure because he is male.

I have no royal envy. In fact, I’m surprised at myself for caring. I think Will and Kate are charming, and they married just two days before I did. We celebrated together in Italy for one night as our honeymoons coincided.

Not really.

My Prince and I explored Italy just the two of us and we live a sweet life with no pressure from the queen and no media scrutiny of our body language every time we are out together in public. We hold hands everywhere so the press would get bored with us.

Americans are fascinated with the Royal Family because it is history, story, intrigue, romance and a way of life we have never had in this country. We have a love/hate relationship with pomp and grandeur. We might think it silly, but we pay attention just the same.

Millions watched the wedding of Charles and Diana. I imagine Kate and Will pulled in large numbers as well. I don’t know, I was a bit preoccupied with my own nuptials.

I didn’t tune in to the Diana wedding, but I did to her funeral. I shut off the television at the end when the newscaster commentary started. I simply paid my respects. Diana touched a chord in many women when she became a shy young girl on the world stage. We watched her take on the Princess role and we watched her become a mum.

I do not know if Kate holds the same allure for her generation. What is endearing about Kate and Will is that they actually are in love and care for each other. Theirs was not a manufactured relationship to produce a suitable heir.

We all can speculate about the Royal Ways, and we will never know the whole truth. The Royal Baby was born today and the world is a-gaga. Even people like me who claim not to care are putting words in print over the event. The royals have that power.

No matter what the boy is named, I sincerely do wish them all well. He is the Royal Baby, and I hope they all have a royal good time.

(Kelly Epperson Simmons is called Princess by her Prince Charming. She is an author/speaker/book coach and can be reached at www.kellyepperson.com or toll free 888-637-3563.)

Decision making strategy involves head and heart

In my work as an author who helps people become authors, I do just as much life coaching as book coaching. Yes, I help with the nitty gritty of chapters, content, structure, grammar, and anything in the writing arena. Just as important, I help people get over their blocks, writer’s or otherwise.

We all have blocks in our lives. We stop ourselves all the time. People hold themselves back from writing their book because they are hesitant to put themselves out there in that new bold way. Even if you have no desire to write a book, you may be fearful to really express yourself unabashedly.

In my joy work, I teach that we can be ourselves, and learn to trust ourselves. That’s where the blocks come in -we waver in our trust. That’s why we hold back and go along with the status quo. It’s easier to lay low in the herd than to stand out. We fear failure and we fear success.

We don’t take that new job or go out on that date or sign up for that art class. We stay in our so-called comfort zone. It gets to a point where it’s not so comfortable. That’s when it’s good to get encouragement from someone who has stepped out of the zone and found it quite pleasant.

I teach hand on heart decision making. Our inside knows what is best for us. There are studies and research that show the heart is our ruler. I simply have found it to be true from my own experience. It’s when we let our heads do all the talking that we stay blocked.

We need the combination of head and heart. When they align, our internal guidance is telling us the next move to make is the right one, even if it is a little scary.

When you feel the internal tug, don’t ignore it. Get quiet and breathe. Sit with yourself for a few minutes. Talk to yourself: “Self, let’s check in and determine if this decision is right for right now.”

Go beyond hand on heart. Let the head in on it too. Put left hand on heart and right hand on forehead. Ask yourself the question that is nagging at you. “Is it a good idea to go on another date with this guy?” “Is is the right thing right now to invest in this coach for my business?” “What about packing up and moving to the hills…”

Does your head concur with your heart?

I recently heard coach Andrea Lea put it this way. When making a decision, ask your head to give the green light, red light, or yellow light. Ask your heart to give you the green light, red light or yellow light. When the two align, your body/hands know what to do and then you can take action.

Even if you are nervous to take that action, when you feel alignment, it’s easier to move forward.

That’s often when we need encouragement or support to stay grounded in that trust in our self.

The more you do this alignment decision making, the more you gain confidence in it. I had to trust myself to make many big decisions these past several years. Even when I knew it was right, there were moments of floundering when my head started to think it knew better than my heart. What I have learned: When they agree, proceed.

Whatever your blocks are, use this simple strategy and watch your life take off where you really want to go. You really can live joy beyond your dreams.

(Kelly Epperson is author/speaker/coach and founder of Joy Beyond Your Dreams, Inc, and the Birth That Book programs. For more information, write info@kellyepperson.com or call toll free 888-637-3563.)

Are You Relentlessly Helpful?

Successful people are always looking for opportunities to help others.  Unsuccessful people are always asking “What’s in it for me?”  ~Brian Tracy

I don’t like labels of “successful” and “unsuccessful,” but I do like the point Brian makes. People who help others are the one who make more money, have more fun, and enjoy a more fulfilling life. That is pretty much how we define success.

Have you ever pondered how helpful you are? Or is your first thought focused back on what’s in it for you? The more I study “success,” the more I understand that the magnitude of our helping is the key to it all.

I recently read a new book called Your First 1,000 Copies by Tim Grahl. I share this with you for many reasons. First of all, because books matter. I am biased certainly, but I believe that books make a difference in how we see the world and how we live our lives. Nugget by nugget by nugget, books shape us.

Books help us tremendously. Knowledge is passed to us through books, and so much more. The inspiration to think a little differently is the beauty bestowed by the written word.

How often do you recommend a book to someone? How often do you hear someone quote a book reference while giving a speech? How often do you see quotes from books posted in articles, on the news, etc?

Oh, my dears, book matter.

Another reason I mention this book is that it is helpful to folks wanting to sell their books. Many of you reading this are interested in that very topic, and I want to be helpful. Any good information I can share, I will.

One more reason that I bring up this book is because the author makes the point over and over that in one’s marketing, and biz, the key is to be relentlessly helpful. I like that phrase. I am often praised and thanked (my ego loves praise and thanks) for my helpfulness. I know I am a helpful resource. I don’t know if I can call myself “relentlessly helpful.”

Well, yes, I do. I have latched on to that phrase and enjoy that my renewed mission is to take helpful up a notch and label myself relentlessly helpful. Thank you, Tim; that nugget from your book has served me.

That’s what books do. They serve us. We take the golden gems that light us up and we carry forth into the world with a new insight, deeper clarity, or a renewed sense of purpose.

The power of words. Use your power for good. Use yours to be helpful. You won’t regret it. In fact, you will notice your “success meter” will tick upward. The more you serve, the more good you give others, the more abundance you receive.

Life is not exactly a big boomerang, but the love and goodwill we put out into the world does come hurtling back at us. When you are faced now with a decision or opportunity, instead of the reflex reaction of “what’s in it for me?” ask instead, “How can I be more helpful?”

Let me know what happens to your definition of success.

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How many things make you say WOW?

I just received my latest issue of O magazine. The theme this month is things that make us exclaim, WOW! Oprah and company list 50 Wow items. Before I read the magazine, I am prompted to think of some of the things that make me say WOW.

Certainly some of things our own amazing bodies do are worth a wow, but I think the magazine speaks to inventions and objects that wowify. I imagine they will highlight the latest in technology, but I am wowed by the fax machine.

Remember the first time you used a fax? Were you not fascinated that you could insert a piece of paper and someone on the other side of the country would get a print out copy of that document?

I am still also wowed by email, and truly, the internet. We take it for granted. When my internet speed is not lightning quick, I am annoyed. Instead I can remind myself of the wow factor that allows me to do my work from home everyday.

I also give WOW adoration to the iPod and iTunes. Whoever thought of it and then got permission to wrangle all those songs into one huge available store for 99 cents a pop is a visionary.

Songs from my youth were no longer trapped in my memory banks or on a scratched LP. Any song (well, just about) can be culled from the techno tombs and downloaded to bring 1974 right to my earbuds or computer.

Earbuds may be a wow to some folks. Now the big ol’ headphones are back in style again, but the idea of letting one person listen to their music of choice without disturbing others around them gets a wow nod from me.

Everyday items that we take for granted go on my WOW list. Flushing toilets, running water, toilet paper. Those were WOWs when first invented and always remain a wow to me.

Take a trip to a different city or country and notice what makes you go wow. Maybe it’s a triple dip cone at a local joint for a couple bucks. Wow. Perhaps it’s free tours of historic sites with guides in full costume. Wow. Maybe it’s the architecture of times pasts. Wow to the nth degree.

Bug spray that works. Wow. Panty hose that don’t run. Wow – do they exist? The washing machine. Wow. Velcro. Sticky notes. Super glue. Wow. What items, everyday and majestic, make you say wow?

The first time I used a timer for my sprinkler, I thought that was a wow. The crock pot deserves a wow. Perhaps the microwave too.

I flipped to see what Oprah staffers write about for their WOWs: “50 genius inventions, exquisite works of art, delightful discoveries, stirring bits of wisdom, really cool technologies, and miraculous molten chocolate cakes.”

That’s enough to get your brain cranking. What makes YOU say WOW? Don’t be influenced by what anyone else, including Oprah, says. I think lip balm and emery boards are my eternal WOWs. Certainly the laptop computer, wi-fi, and the twist cone get at least an honorable mention. It may be hard to stop at fifty, but at least think of five things that wow you.

Let me know what wowed you using any of the wow ways of communication. Maybe one of yours will ignite me to whole new arena of wows. Let’s get started: reading glasses, sliced bread, cell phones, talk texting, Mr. Clean Magic Eraser….

(Kelly Epperson Simmons is an author/speaker/coach who loves to be wowed. Contact info@kellyepperson.com or toll free 888-637-3563.)

 

In lieu of flowers, how about some gum or a pedicure?

Cleaning out my file cabinet recently, I came across instructions I’d written for my funeral. I had/have no morbid fears of dying; it was my silly notes about what I wanted in the event of my  death.

I had just divorced and not yet met my Prince Charming. Being one who likes to run the world, my world at least, I thought it would be nice of me to tell my sons and my parents what I would want. I’m not a control freak, just helpful that way. Smiles.

Here’s a snippet. “Cremate me. Go cheap, but tasteful on all decisions.” I would alter that now. “Cremate me. Be cost conscious, but tasteful.” I don’t want to be cheap, ever.

I requested that Coke and Trident White be plentiful. I no longer drink the soda but certainly a gift bag of gum for all would be fun. Party favors from a funeral could start a new trend. I suggested pink sparkly pens too.

My strongest wish throughout my notes was that everyone hug my boys and tell them how much their mommy loved them. A mother’s love is one true love that lasts forever.

Along with the requisite photos to be displayed (I wanted photo approval here too but not sure how to get that from the grave. Vain until the end.), I thought a poster board of the things I loved would be fun too.

A few fresh bouquets in pretty vases were all I wanted. I said instead to buy a bouquet for someone in your life, anyone who had touched your life, big or small. I still like this plan. Instead of funeral flowers, buy a bunch for someone else and one for yourself.

For those compelled to give money donations, I suggested my boys’ college funds or The Literacy Council. I also said again to make a donation to someone who has moved you along in your spiritual journey. The other “in lieu of flowers” idea was to do something nice for yourself.. Go get a pedicure or a great bottle of wine or have a wonderful meal. Forget funeral flowers. Treat you.

Being the communicator until the end, I gave instructions and password to get into my weekly email newsletter that goes out every Friday to notify readers of my death. I don’t want people wondering why the newsletter didn’t go out. Rely on me, even from beyond.

Hopefully my editors would post a farewell in this space so you would know that I wanted to keep writing my column, but technical difficulties prevent it. I was able to send in regularly from France and all my travels, but I’m pretty sure emailing from the other side beyond this physical plane is not happening.

I closed my notes with “Hopefully I won’t die for a very long time and my beloved soulmate (I know you’re out there) will know exactly what to do and how I would want my life to be partied upon my death.”

That absolutely has happened. I don’t think about the end of this earthly life. My Prince Charming, my beloved soulmate, is great at reminding me to focus on right here right now. When my passing comes, if he is still here, he will know exactly what to do, what I want, and he will make it even better that I could ever have imagined.

Join me in taking a breath. Focus on the here and now. Get a pedicure, a glass of wine, a great meal. Buy yourself some flowers. If you want, buy me some too, while I’m here to enjoy them. And tell someone you love them.

(Kelly Epperson Simmons is author/speaker/book coach who delights in joys of all kinds. Write info@kellyepperson.com to be added to the weekly Friday Inspiration Email or for anything. Cheers.)

 

Simple fun can be wonderful, no batteries needed

Sometimes simple really is the best. We know it, yet we tend to complicate life. That is why kids are here to remind us.

People often make jokes about not needing to give little kids toys because they love playing with the box. Their imaginations take them a long way. In these days of electronic everything for toddlers, it’s refreshing that the simple things still hold up.

Experiment for yourself. Borrow a three year old for a day. We recently did. No video games, no tablet, no television. Just pretending and stories and playing.

A garbage bag full of Beanie Babies from a bygone era holds timeless appeal. The doggies, the kitties, the bunnies, oh my! All the other odd creatures from Claude the crab to Spinner the spider. So many ways to hold and arrange and rearrange and group and count and imagine scenarios.

Line ‘em up. Put them on the couch. Stack them up. Place on the windowsill. Cover the floor. Try to pick just one to get to take home. Group by color. Group by kind. Mess them all up and start something new again. How many can be held at once?

What could be more fun than Beanie Babies?

Dirt.

We went to the flower store to get pretties for the pots. The flowers didn’t get much reaction but the sand and gravel and limestone of the walkways were immensely magnetic to three year old fingers.

Sifting and scooping and filling trays with tiny little rocks was pure joy and endlessly fascinating.

At home, the decision of what flowers for what pot was not interesting. The empty plastic containers and a big bag of dirt were the main attraction. Provide a hand shovel and an afternoon of entertainment ensued.

Line up pots. Count the pots. Fill with dirt. Pack down. Empty back into dirt bag. Repeat. Again. Again. Stack the pots. Unstack the pots. Stack the pots inside each other. Take them apart and line them up again. Refill. Pack. Dump.

Squeeze dirt clumps with bare hands to pulverize. Delight in feel of dirt. I’m not a three-year-old and I like to play in the dirt. I wear gloves though.

Our little angel woke up the next morning and asked to go “work in the dirt” again. So we did. Same thrill as day before. Yep, simple stuff satisfies.

The only other thing that was just as enticing as filling plastic pots with dirt was a mattress on the family room floor in the basement. College boys who don’t necessarily like to play in the dirt  anymore still like to create a bedroom anywhere. Three year olds think it’s heaven on earth to have a mattress at ground level.

Daddies and grandpa’s of three year olds think it’s pretty fun too to toss and play and bounce with a three year old on a mattress on a floor. It’s not the same as jumping on the bed so no rules are being broken.

Squeals. Laughs. Giggles. “You can’t find me” being called out while hiding under a blanket. That’s the stuff you don’t hear while playing a game on some hand-held device.

I appreciate technology for all it gives us, I really do. I also appreciate the simple stuff. Tickles, hide-and-seek, and playing in the dirt. Kids today can still have a lot of fun.

No batteries required.

(Kelly Epperson Simmons is author/speaker/book coach and Nana to a three-year-old. Work with Kelly by contacting info@kellyepperson.com or call toll free 888-637-3563.)

Getting rid of the paper piles and seeing the desk again. Maybe.

I’m great at decluttering. I’ve moved enough to learn that if you don’t love it, you don’t lug it. I practice the motto of interior designers and decorators: Have nothing in your home unless it is beautiful or functional.

My home is both. Except for my office.

I keep the rest of house neat, tidy, and pretty. I like order in the court. So it makes no sense that my office, the room I spend all my time, is un-orderly.

A business coach recently lectured me that the office piles indicate a lack of decision-making ability and if my office is a mess, my life is a mess. I beg to differ. My life is awesome. Every part of my house is awesome. Except one room.

When it comes to an old mug, a sweater I no longer wear, and half-used makeup, I purge. I only surround myself with what I love. That rule does not apply to my office.

No one really loves bills, but I can’t just toss or donate them to the Goodwill. I now have a designated bill dish on top of my file cabinet. Incoming statements are piled up in due date order. That system works.

The rest of the clutter in my office is paper, business card, calendars, calculators, pencils, pens, computers, monitors, cords, sticky notes, lamps…..You get the picture. All necessary stuff, but none of it’s pretty.

I keep devising ways to eliminate the clutter. I have a pretty pencil jar. However, the clutter keeps coming. The next project rolls in while I’m still working on the current one, and in the meantime, I’m marketing and networking and sponsoring and exhibiting, and juggling all the business hats at once.

I believe every item should have a home. Everything in kitchen, bedroom, and bathroom has a designated space. If I buy a new set of dishes, another will have to go because there’s no room in the inn. I can’t operate like that in my office. My business keeps evolving, stuff keeps coming in, and my management of the paperwork of it doesn’t keep up.

In the rest of my house and life, I have systems in place. I guess I’m still figuring those out when it comes to my biz.

Is it time for an office manager? Probably. Then the notes from client conversations would go to their home, the accounting paperwork would go to its home, the papers of new programs would go to their home. For now, I make piles and buy binders.

The magic fairy does not come by the office at night to put things away and make sure the pencils are sharpened and the receipts entered. It’s up to me and right now, finding a home for the stuff has to wait. The business coach is partially right. This mess indicates my business systems are not in place. My biz is not a mess, but messy. And it’s time to clean it up. I want every area of life and home to be awesome.

I think the key to get started is to spend a few minutes at the end of the day to tidy up the desk like I did when I worked outside the home. My desk was not left in disarray. At the end of the day, my to-do list was crossed off and transferred to the next day.

When you work from home, there is no set quitting time and an never-ending to-do list. That’s the first system to put in place. Tidy desk operation begins today! Now if I could just figure out a place for all this stuff…..

(Kelly Epperson Simmons is an author/speaker/book coach who helps YOU birth your book. Visit www.BirthThatBook.com, write info@kellyepperson.com or call toll free 888-637-3563.)

 

 

 

Why Books?

“I cannot live without books.”

Thomas Jefferson gets the attribution for that quote, but many of us have said those said words.

I have been purging books lately, to clean and organize, and to fill our Little Free Library. There are many that I will not part with. A quick count reveals 36 books on the top shelf of the book ladder in my office. That’s just one shelf in one book holder. We have several book cases in various shapes and sizes throughout the rooms of our house. I think we have a very small book collection and it easily numbers in the hundreds.

Have you ever tried to get rid of a book and then decided you just couldn’t let it go? Books have a hold on us.

Take a perusal of your books and look at WHY you hold on to them. What is about your books that keep them in your home instead of the donation box for the library sale?

Most of my keeper books are nonfiction and I cherish them. I have some fiction that I hang on to as well, but those are usually easier for me to pass on to the next delighted reader. I rarely re-read a novel. My nonfiction books are marked up and loved and revisited.

Simply seeing a book cover reminds me of the important content that spoke to me and I tell myself again to “take nothing personally” or live on “Einstein time” or be an “adventure diva.” I use those books as visual aids.

It interests me to hear how people use my books. I learn that they pass them on to someone going through cancer, or going through a divorce, or someone they just wanted to share the uplift. It makes me realize my books are encouraging soldiers out there in the world. I like that.

When we write, we want our words to impact people. We can use story, fiction or nonfiction, and personal inspiration and information.

Perhaps the impact is to inspire them to take a chance, live large, explore. Maybe the impact is to get involved with a cause. Maybe the impact is to encourage them to work with you or hire you to as a speaker.

Impact is in the hands of the author. What do you want your book to do for you, and for others? What have books done for you? Understand what books have made a lasting impression on you, and why. Use that to propel you to do the same for another.

Stress Relief = Abraham Lincoln Vampire Hunter

I teach workshops on joy and the science of happiness in addition to editing and book coaching. The techniques – the stress busting how to relax stuff – help no matter what it is you are doing. If you are freaking out about your job, your kids, your spouse, or feeling overwhelmed with your book project, my joyful living tips provide relief just the same.

One that works every time for me is to take a reading break. The studies show that all you need is 6 MINUTES in a book or magazine and you are transported from your stress into a calmer state.

Try it for yourself. If you are getting wound up a bit too tight for your liking, grab your Favorite Reading Material and steal away for six minutes. I don’t set a timer so I don’t know if my physiology needs the full six minutes to shift. I think it happens in two minutes.

Reading something you find interesting and uplifting takes you out of the stress of the moment and returns you to a healthier perspective. You are now able to face the job, kids, honey, or book writing with a calm confidence. Obstacles don’t seem so daunting and opportunities readily appear. We switch the focus from problem to solution.

Have you ever been frustrated with a task, like balancing your checkbook? When you take a break and return, you suddenly found your math error or missing check? Yep. Our brains need a mental health break. Reading provides one.

I do not mean surfing the internet for “interesting” reading material. Determining who wore what dress better, who was caught cheating, or what tragedy just happened is not the assigned reading. Facebook and email do not give the same kind of mental relief either.

Have a magazine or two and a few books around. Remove yourself from your computer (kids, spouse, desk) and take a breath. If you are so inclined, set a timer for six minutes. Read.

Ding.

How do you feel? Are you surprised that your mind left your worries behind, even if temporarily? When I was going through my divorce a few years back, there were nights when my mind would race and I had trouble relaxing as I faced the unknown. I was skeptical about this book reading tip for stress relief, and in fact I was sure that nothing could calm my crazy head, but reading always did the trick.

I would sit somewhere comfy and force myself to flip through a magazine or pick a book. I was a doubter, yet every time, I would get into the reading and in just a few minutes find myself feeling so much better. Perspective returned and I could face my situation with renewed confidence.

If you are feeling daunted or overwhelmed, take a break. Six minutes. Read O magazine, or any magazine, a favorite biography, or chick lit, or sci-fi, or romance, or Calvin & Hobbes or Abraham Lincoln Vampire Hunter. The topic really doesn’t matter. Something that your brain finds engrossing.

Your brain waves and your breathing are calmer now. It seems like magic, and well, I like to think books ARE magic, so we’ll agree to that, and that this tip is simply science.

So when you are feeling foiled, turn the page.

Who knows. Perhaps someday, someone will be feeling stressed and they will reach for a book, and that book will be yours. So if you are getting stuck up in your head and putting on the brakes, take a break. Cut yourself some slack. Read a few minutes. Get back at it.

How do you feel?

Let me know how this works for you!

(And if you know how I can sign up for these studies, do tell!)

The Exorcist

Oh, the questions I get. Some are technical book stuff. Some are “help me evict my demons” stuff. I love it all.

FAQs include:

Q: How many chapters does my book need to be?

A: As many as your content dictates.

People don’t like that. They want a concrete number, i.e. all books must be ten chapters. There is no mandate that decrees how many chapters a book must include. There is no book god on high with a set of rules etched on gold pages laying down the laws of bookdom. Concrete answers I can give, AFTER I have a chat with you, and we review your content and ideas. We then determine how many chapters. It might be five, seven, ten, or twelve. We know that once we get into your stuff.

Q: How long does each chapter need to be?

A: As long as your content dictates.

Again, people want me to tell them. So I say no more than 2,500 words per chapter. That relieves them. That’t what I do, remove the anxiety.

That is exactly what I do, in all facets. People get all worked up over the seemingly-daunting task of writing a book. I once wrote a 300-page book in four weeks. I’m sure others can top that. It all comes down to getting clear on your content and mapping it out. Then you do it. It is doable, and that is the #1 comment I get from folks: “You make this doable.”

All I do is remove the anxiety. I give answers and support. Sometimes anxiety displays itself in other ways. Procrastination is just another form of fear. When things aren’t flowing and you get stuck, there is a demon needing to be evicted. I do that too. Call me an exorcist.

Q: What about book cover? Can you help me with that?

A: Yes.

Q: What about formatting? Can you help me with that?

A: Yes.

Q: What about ebooks and print books? Can you help me with that?

A: Yes.

Folks like straight answers.

Q: I have trouble finding the time to write. Can you help me with that?

A: Yes.

Q: I have trouble with all my ideas overwhelming me. Can you help me with that?

A: Yes.

Q: I have trouble letting the finished product actually be finished. I want to keep tweaking. Can you help me with that?

A: Yes.

Much of my expertise comes from being a great listener. I laser in on the issue, and sometimes the underlying fear, and we unlock the block. It’s a beautiful thing.

Q: I think I have several books inside of me. Can you help me with that?

A: Yes.

Q: I have several critics inside my head. Can you help me with that?

A: Yes

Q: I don’t know where to start. Can you help me with that?

A: Yes.

Enlightening and rewarding conversations are my specialty. It’s what I do. Book mentoring and demon exorcism. Never a dull day around here.

Many of you have had chats with me and were not ready to invest in private 1-to-1 coaching. You have asked for access to me in other ways. Ask and you shall receive. (Please always remember that.)

I have a 6-month group program now and I now also offer Unlock the Block Power Hour calls. If you are stuck and need support, I am here to help. Anything goes. You can ask anything, you can say anything, your questions/demons are safe with me. People have literally cried tears of joy.

That’s what I do, remove anxiety.

If you want to Unlock Your Blocks, please contact info@kellyepperson.com or call toll free 888-637-3563 to get a time scheduled. You will feel so much better. Your project will once again feel doable. It is.

(For those who are wondering, yes, I also edit completed manuscripts, turn audio into ebooks, do ghostwriting, and bake brownies. What do you need?)

Drop us a line. Let’s get you unstuck. info@kellyepperson.com. To your book