I dream extremely vividly, although 99.9% of my dreams are simply odd scenarios featuring people I know. I can’t remember the last time I had a full blown nightmare. From time to time I have dreams that are emotionally unsettling (like finding myself still married to The Douche) but my subconscious never screenplays terror. Perhaps due to … More To Sleep, Perchance to Dream
Wow. Today I actually had someone tell me that is was sad that I was an independent woman. No. Really. I posted a comic strip on social media about Rapunzel in the tower. She had WIFI and satellite TV and food arriving by a dragon delivery service. She wasn’t interested in throwing down her hair for … More Why Are You Sad?
In the late fall of 2013 I sold all the livestock, packed my meager belongings, and left the farming life behind. It was an ugly good-bye brought on by betrayal, anger, and abuse. It was particularly horrific because my hot mess of a failed marriage also ripped away my lifestyle and long-term goals. I was adrift. … More It’s Complicated
Today is my meaning-of-life-the-universe-and-everything birthday. If you know what that means, well you just might be a nerd. Don’t worry, you’re in good company. Things are good. I’ve gotten quite a bit of writing done. I made the deadlines for both my Masters Review competition as well as NYC Midnight’s Short Story Challenge with stories … More Nerd Birthday
This poor little blog is woefully neglected. I’ve been writing quite a bit, but most of it has been devoted to other projects… not a lot of time to pump out extra words here. In addition to all those other enterprises, NYCMidnight’s Short Story Challenge is looming on the horizon. (Praying to all the gods I can think … More Words-n-Things
When you’re a baseball player it’s easy to quantify success – batting averages and games won are accountable to the very concrete rules of Maths. When you’re an artist, or a musician, or a writer it’s a lot more subjective. That being said, my Round 3 Flash Fiction story didn’t make the cut. I have mixed feelings … More Flash Fiction Challenge
Sometimes I wonder if I’m too old to quit my life and do something radically different. I’m not unhappy. I actually have a pretty nice life; it even might be good enough. I have lovely friends and family. I have lots of opportunity to entertain interests and pastimes. I have a doggo that I love to the moon and … More Good Enough