A Big October Scare

14448907_10210932544653816_335374217269917758_nAs of now we have three kids in our family. Our oldest, two, we adopted last summer. Our middle, almost two, should have been adopted forever ago but bureaucracy’s a disease that lingers for no good reason.

Our youngest, six weeks old, came home to us a couple of weeks ago. Without going into detail, he’s been back in the hospital since Wednesday night when he went pale and lost oxygen on us and vomited up blood.

Even in the hospital, hooked up to monitors and breathing machines, there have been many terrifying moments. We were even both called into the hospital yesterday morning in case we needed to say goodbye.

That sucked really bad.

He’s doing moderately better now.

My heart goes out to my wife and kids because they are so connected with him. I don’t connect with babies or bond with them well, and won’t pretend to. But the thing that hurts most is that, as I sit in the ICU holding his marshmallowy-sedated hand between paragraphs, he might not give us his first laugh or cheer and applaud with the other kids when the Disney castle comes on the TV. To be apart of our family is to love Disney, pizza, and Volkswagens.

This little guy is supposed to be there under the Christmas tree in a couple of months so our kids can obnoxiously shove their new toys in his face. We’re supposed to see his eyes widen as we drive by Christmas lights. He’s supposed to take his first steps in our house and make messes learning to eat with a spoon and go see Toy Story 4 with all of us.

He’s supposed to toughen our middle kid up and I’m supposed to help him pick out his first car.

Yes, we always assume we will adopt the kids we foster because that’s what we signed up for.

It’s been an incredibly bad year on pretty much every level, one that I will be happy to forget. We just want 2016 to be over, and we want this little baby to be there to wave goodbye to it and step with us into a better year. Despite who the president-elect is.

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Hi-didlee-day, a writer’s life for me.

And more often than not, that’s nothing to sing about.

Especially while maintaining a “normal life” (marriage, bills, house upkeep, raising children, impressing bosses at the old day job).

With the stress of trying to run my startup publishing company, keeping up with the “normal life” stuff, and working on three books, it’s bound to happen that I’m going to put on a little weight.

Over 40 pounds since February, to be exact.

I fit into none of my pants.

But how does a writer go about losing weight when the very antithesis of his/her existence is exercise and food truly is fuel for the brain?

The key is, a little app my wife discovered called Steps.


As long as you keep your phone on your person at all times, it tracks how many steps you’ve taken in a day. And the goal is always to take at least 10,000 steps a day.

When you consider that on an average workday, we take less than a thousand steps a day (assuming you work in an office), ten-thousand is a high bar to meet.

So, how do I reach 10,000 steps a day? First of all, allow me to dispel the notion that I meet this goal every day. But most day of the week I do. How?

I walk on my breaks and lunch at work instead of sit in my car or the break room. But I consider walks, by nature, a waste of time. That’s why I walk with a book. Everyone’s like, “I don’t know how you do that; don’t get hit by a car.”

First of all, I’ve learned how. It’s easier than you think. Second of all, I stay on the sidewalk. So unless someone’s reaching on the floorboard for that last french fry and runs me off the sidewalk, I’m sure I’ll be safe.

Writers should be the standard setters for weight loss. Why? Not because we have time – we don’t. But because by nature, we’re goal oriented. We function best under deadlines. That’s why this Steps app is the best for writers. It’s hard to call it a day if I haven’t reached my goal of 10,000 steps. Just the other night I had 1,500 more to go so I jogged in place by the bed while watching Parks and Recreation before crawling into bed.

Also, I think the healthier we are as writers, the more oxygen we’ll be getting to the brain and the more ideas we can come up with and energy we can must to knock out just one more chapter before bedtime.

A Letter to My Readers

A few weeks ago I announced my next book, Profit Over Patients. 

It’s the powerful true story about a man who grew up in poverty and beat the odds to spend his life doing what he loved to do – treating patients in his own medical clinic. He and his wife had three beautiful children, and he built their house on a property tucked beneath a desert mountain.

For Dr. Jeffrey Nordella, life was perfect. final-web-cover

And then a phone call came to his office one day. The girl on the other end said she was from an insurance company and they couldn’t pay a patient’s claims. After a long back-and-forth, and Dr. Nordella refusing to let the patient’s claims go denied, he took the insurance company to small claims court and won – thus establishing himself as a patent advocate.

But doing the right thing almost always comes with a cost. And vengeance is an ice-cold knife that never misses its target.

For the next fourteen years Dr. Nordella endured harassment, retaliation, lies and deceit, all in an effort to destroy the practice he had worked so hard to build.

But at one point the fight against Goliath would be the least of his concerns as hell would unleash its greatest horror on Dr. Nordella and his family. Ultimately heightening the stakes for the final courtroom showdown.

The book is a whirlwind of emotion and has been the tallest mountain I’ve claimed thus far. I am glad to say that the release date of Profit Over Patients has been delayed. Dr. Nordella and I thought we were close to the summit, but the clouds parted and it turns out we have a few more miles to go before we release our book to the public.

But the good news is, we will no longer be releasing a B book, but rather an A+ one. And I hope you the readers will anxiously await the release of what I believe is one of the greatest true-life stories of endurance, hope, and passion to emerge since Unbroken. 

Stay tuned and please be so kind as to spread the word of our book around.

-Andrew Toy

How I’m Saving My Family


When I tell people I’m on a diet, they’re usually like, “Huh? Really? You?”

I may not look like Buddha, and my Wii Fit may tell me I’m not obese, but there’s more to it than that.

For a long time, I’ve been an absolute butt head to my family. I’m working on a couple different books at once, I’m trying to survive in a competitive environment at work with looming changes ahead, trying to keep my two toddlers happy and marginally quiet… so I’ve been overly stressed. And stress breeds anger, and anger breeds an uptight and irritable father and husband.

Stressed Man With Baby Working From Home Using Laptop

I questioned why I had no energy to play with my kids. It couldn’t be work, because I sit at a desk all day. My writing career is about to take a turn for the better, but I looked at my lunch options, and realized I am a compulsive overeater.

On my lunch breaks I would go to get not one burger but two. Spicy chicken wings were a favorite. Shakes were a daily drink. I gained 20 pounds over the summer.

And my family was suffering because I was too stressed and tired to do anything. It was the careless calorie indulging and the major lack of exercise.


Went on vacation recently and discovered, low and behold, my family is really a great group of people. My kids are well-meaning, and my wife is hilarious and a total hero for putting up with me and my moodiness.

Since I started my diet, I’m losing a tad over a pound a day. I’m determined.

I’ve cut my lunches down to half a sandwich and water. I’m running on my days off. And guess what! Everything I’ve heard is true, gosh darnit! I have more energy to play with the kids, to stay up later and talk to my wife, and I’m even gaining a splash more momentum on my book projects.

So that’s why I’m dieting. It’s to save my family. There are enough angry and stressed fathers out there, and I refuse to be one of them.

Follow my videos and dieting tips at #AndrewsAwesomeAutumn

My New Year’s Resolution Starts Today

Got back from vacation yesterday. First off, I’d like to apologize to the woman sitting in seat 9A for my daughter kicking your seat and trying out different hair styles for your noggin. I promise, we’re good parents. She’s just a little ball of energy that just has to indulge her creative side.

Anyway, getting back from South Florida we found out that Kentucky is a total culture shock – and not in a good way! I’d like to move one day since really, the most exciting thing to do here is drink Bourbon (I prefer Bloody Mary) and visit the Ohio River (or what I sometimes mistake as WIlly Wonka’s chocolate river).


But no matter where you live it’s depressing coming back from vacation. But even more depressing is what my Wii Fit Plus told me. I haven’t weighed myself in some time, but when my belt ends can’t even connect, I realized it was time to take a look. When I wash my chest and stomach in the shower it’s like doing the hand motions for the river part in “I’ve Got a River of Life.” Here’s the wonderful news my Wii Fit Plus gave to me:


And don’t be fooled by that 19.6-pound increase in weight. After I saw this I went straight to the kitchen and downed half my bottle of Bloody Mary boosting me up to exactly 20.0. Hey, I don’t want it tempting me in the kitchen this week!

So I’m starting my New Year’s resolution early. Because by the time January First rolls around, I’ll be that much closer to being as skinny as I want to be and able to dress more like Owen Grady rather than Andy Dyer.

Sure I’ve got my birthday and Thanksgiving and Christmas coming up, but the good thing about starting my diet now is that I’ll get to take breaks for those holidays. Not week-long binges like I’ve been doing, but a turkey sandwich here, a slice of cake there. I’ve got two toddlers and two dogs who will eat anything I leave behind.

So do I have a target weight and a goal? No way! I’m an author, not a scientist. I follow no formula, set no goals. I go at it as though writing a book – I just do it. When it’s done it’s done. But the Wii asked me to set a goal, so I did:


So there you have it. And despite the cold weather we’re about to have, I’m also going to exercise. Anyone want to join me, feel free to post your goals and pictures at #AndrewsAwesomeAutumn and we’ll see who endures the holidays and loses the most weight by January 1st! Ready? Set. (One more drink.) Go!

Where Do Your Premium Payments Go?


You’ve seen them taken out of your pay checks. You’ve seen them shipped away in the mail box. You’ve seen them eat up your checking and savings accounts.

You’ve heard it said that insurance is there for your protection. But like anything else in the world, there is a fee. Fair enough. If you want a roof over your head you’ve got to pay the mortgage. You want insurance coverage, you’ve got to pay the monthly premiums.

But what happens when you go to the doctor and they slap you with a co-pay on top of your portion of the medical bill? Or what about when you get a letter from your insurance company saying that your medical services were rendered “not medically necessary”?

Has anyone ever slammed on the brakes and asked, “What’s going on here?”

Why don’t our monthly premiums cover it all? What’s with the extra costs? What’s with the denied coverage? Who’s calling these shots? Who’s making these significant health decisions for us while raking in our hard-earned money?

Or asked another way, why pay premiums at all if we’re still having to fork out so much on our co-pays and partial medical bills?

Maybe we’re all just so numb to the system that we’ve just decided to go blindly along with what we’re told and pay what’s demanded of us. No questions asked.

Maybe that’s the way Big Insurance wants it. In that case, they’ve won and we’ve lost.

But maybe we haven’t yet lost. Maybe there is still hope to level the playing field for the rest of us. Maybe there is still a war to be waged.

But before I go on, what do you have to say about this issue? Where do you stand? Where do you think your premiums are going here in the U.S.? Are you benefitting from your insurance coverage? Do you feel safer with your insurance company around, or threatened?

Feel free to share your thoughts below or comment on this post on my Facebook Author Page, and we’ll continue this conversation in future posts!

Do You REALLY Understand Healthcare?

MedizinYou’re sick. You begrudgingly take off work, using your last sick day of the year available to you. You’d rather not go to the doctor, but your boss is requiring a doctor’s note.

You drag yourself out of bed, buckle the screaming baby up in the car seat, drive to the doctor and sign in.

You provide the receptionist with your insurance card. You write a large check for your deductible (the very reason you’ve been avoiding the doctor). On top of that, you owe a copay, and this is ONLY if that doctor accepts your insurance provider….

Has anyone ever stopped to ask, “What’s going on here?” If you’re practically having to take out a loan to pay your deductible, and you’re expected to fork up a percentage of your bill, then what are your premiums going toward? Insurance retention?

But if we’re all honest with ourselves, I bet we’d say, “I wish insurance didn’t exist.” It’s a hassle at best. I mean, is it really so expensive to pay a doctor to look down your throat and prescribe an antibiotic that you can’t pay a flat rate yourself?

Is insurance really helping us? How much would an X-ray really cost as a flat rate?

And, not to get political here, but… well, I’ll save this question for a later post.

In the meantime, am I the only one who’s had these questions but has been too afraid to ask them? Is there anyone who can explain this or elaborate? Has your insurance provider helped or hurt you? Share your experiences as an insurance subscriber below. Let’s hash this out.

And keep checking back for further posts on this topic. I just might have some more to say on this topic that you and your family can benefit from.

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