If I Won the Lottery

graphic (eye candy) Winner Winner Chicken DinnerDon’t we all have that dream of winning the lottery?  Even if we don’t want to waste money buying tickets for what is statistically a lost cause, it is not unusual to have discussions with friends, coworkers, and family about what you’d do if you ever won the lottery.  This is especially true when a local jackpot has reached unbelievably high numbers.

We all have things on our “if I won the lottery” list.  Travel.  A new house.  A couple of fancy cars.  Custom clothing.  Paying off our parents’ mortgages.  For some, starting an animal sanctuary, or contributing to a church, are at the top of the list.

As I get older, it is easy to pare down to what I think is the most important in my life.  When I was young, a dream of winning the lottery meant a new car, a house, the usual things.  But these days, when I think about what I would do if I came into some money, I can only think of three things that belong at the top of my list.  That doesn’t mean there aren’t other things on the list, but there are three at the top.  That’s because there are three things that I love above all other things.  Please note I’m not talking about people – because that is as whole other discussion!

Writing.  This is a no-brainer, right?  I’m a writer.  A published author.  The time I spend writing is important to me.  Whether I’m writing a blog post, an email to my mother, or putting scenes in my latest novel, these times are when I feel happiest.  Even if there is writer’s block, I’d still rather be writing than doing most anything else.  Except for…

Gardening. Growing my own food and having a beautiful flower garden are two of my greatest joys.  I like being able to go outside in the morning to water my potted plants in the shade, while gazing at the perennials happily blooming in my flower beds.  Roses, lilies, Dianthus, hens and chicks, and many others I don’t know the names of.  Even if I didn’t live in a state that is cold and mostly snowy 7 months of the year, I would still love having the beauty of my flowers around.  Then there are the vegetables.  Between my plot at the community garden and my two vegetable gardens at home, we eat well.  Squash, tomatoes, kohlrabi, cabbage, green beans, eggplant, cucumbers, lettuce, and herbs all grace my garden space.  I also grow pumpkins for carving in the fall.  Nurturing seedlings to grown plants, then harvesting their plenty, gives me a great sense of satisfaction.  Even when it is hot and I’m sweating buckets, I’d still rather be in my garden than doing most anything else.  Except for…

Cooking.  I’m a trained and talented foodie.  Good food graces my table most nights, and good food is a subject I can talk about nearly unendingly.  All those wonderful veggies I grow?  They often turn into dinner.  I also know the best places in town to purchase wonderful veggies, including the local farmer’s market and an independent organic retailer.  My cooking repertoire is large, and I can do anything from 20 minute meals to crockpot wonders to complex all-day meals.  I love to cook.  I’ve had a lot of practice, and can look at a new recipe and know immediately what isn’t going to work and needs to be adjusted.  I am not into fancy baking (too much work) but have no problem babysitting an all-afternoon recipe for mushroom steak.

So how would I spend my lottery winnings?  Well, a nice house with a kitchen that comprised half of the square footage would be a start.  Professional 6-burner, 2-oven gas range, oversized stainless-steel fridge and freezer, and an electric oven for baking cakes.  A place for people to sit and join in on the cooking, and plenty of windows or skylights for natural light.  Oh, the cooking I would do!  And of course, that house would sit on a decent piece of land that would allow for a decent-sized kitchen garden.  Herbs, veggies, a few fruit trees – the goal being to provide most of what would be needed for the household.  And then there would be my office-slash-library.  Because a good writer needs inspiring space, and room for all of her reference materials.  There would be comfortable chairs surrounding a fireplace, floor-to-ceiling built-in book cases, and an extensive corner desk in front of a bank of windows looking out onto either my garden, or woods.  Also, the door would lock.  A writer needs her privacy, as well!

What would you spend your lottery winnings on?  What feels important to you?

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Schoolteacher Connie Meyers is suddenly a young widow, her husband killed in a horrific car accident. Heartbroken to find out he had gambled away everything they had, she moves to her sister-in-law’s Midwest home to rebuild her life. A trip to the local Renaissance Faire with her nieces leads to a summer job as a costumed storyteller.

Avowed bad boy and fair performer Gage Youngblood is infatuated with Connie at first sight. Despite his deliberately commitment-free life, and Connie’s don’t-touch-me attitude, he soon has her in his arms, realizing quickly she is also in his heart.

When she is threatened by her late husband’s bookie, he steps into the role of protector, his fate forever sealed with hers.


“Who said anything about a relationship?” he said, standing up so he could tower over her again. “I’m just trying to have a little fun. You know, fun?”

If he’d been an animal, she was sure he’d have had hair raised on the back of his neck, he seemed so angry, and it struck her painfully. She hadn’t wanted to anger him or hurt him. She turned away from him and closed her eyes to tamp down the tears she knew would come if she let them. She crossed her arms over her chest, to hold in the pain. Being tired made her much too vulnerable.

“Yes,” she finally said. “I know about fun. Life isn’t always fun, though.”

“Princess.” His voice was soft, tender. “I won’t hurt you. It’s not in my plan.”

Despite herself, she felt the shivers of desire race down from her shoulders, down her arms and legs, and back up to that secret, soft place at her core. She bowed her head and gritted her teeth, hoping for the feeling to go away.

“And what is your plan, Gage?”

“It’s a simple plan. I want you to feel good. I want to feel good, too.”

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9 thoughts on “If I Won the Lottery

  1. I would provide for my extended family and then travel to my heart’s desire. My dad did win the Arizona lottery once along with 20 other people. So he ended up with a lump sum of $! million rather than $22 million. Still not bad.

  2. I’m thinking about a writing retreat on the beach, and then another one in the mountains, and one in…well, I think you know what I’m getting at.
    Funny, isn’t it? I always hear other people say they’d quit their job. We writers love our job so much, we want to spend our money in ways to do it better.

    • Oh, I’d quit a job – the DAY job! The one that keeps me from writing! And I’d probably have a little cabin in the mountains somewhere, too, because it’s my favorite place to be!

    • Oh, you know it! And that doesn’t mean I’d not help out family and donate to charity and possibly travel, but these three are my bigger, long-term goals. The cool thing is that at least some parts of those dreams ARE achievable, even without the lottery, they will just take a lot more work!

  3. Oh I would definitely buy myself a nice house in a secluded area, and a good car, and one for my parents as well, and my brother. I would also buy my dad a condo in Lake of the Ozarks because that’s been his dream forever. And depending on how much was left, I would just live out the rest of my life as a woman of leisure, reading and writing and doing whatever makes me happy. I make plenty of money now and don’t spend hardly any on frivolous stuff so I doubt I would if I suddenly came into $100 million. I could definitely see myself opening up an animal sanctuary, too, to give all the dogs and cats that don’t have homes somewhere to go and be loved.

  4. All of the comments echo most of my thoughts. I would, as someone said, “travel to my hearts content”, contribute animal charities/sanctuaries and environmental causes, finish remodeling/upgrading our house and help out family. But I don’t know if I would quit my job (I work in a library.) Although it takes me away from writing a good chunk of the day, it also provides important social contact, stimulates my mind gives a purpose and structure to my days. Maybe someday.

    Thanks for a fun blog post, Susabelle!

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