Forwent the Internet

I haven’t seen Endgame yet! Omg. NO SPOILERS. I see spoilers everywhere; they don’t even know they’re spoilers. And so, I have been avoiding the internet. The plan began with avoiding social media; nerdy friends can’t be trusted to contain their glee. Then CNN had to get chatty about the movie because I guess our…

Inspiration in the Odd Bits of Life.

I like paint samples. Such pristine little squares of lusciously soft or boldly sassy color. Even better than their prettiness is their names. They’re a master class in the evocative. Anniversary Platinum and Headsmans Axe may both be gray, but they hold different intentions, implications and possibilities.   The names remind me that stories need…

The Power of Down Time

Last Thursday, I fucked off to a 4-day writing retreat with Sarah Bella. Four lovely days, holed up in a lux hotel, writing, talking writing, drinking coffee and wine at all hours, hitting my steps goals, reward-based shopping. NOT vomiting from stress. Divine, over and over again.   Because I fret over everything, and have…

The Power of Down Time

Two weeks ago, I fucked off to a 4-day writing retreat with Sarah Bella. Four lovely days, holed up in a lux hotel, writing, talking writing, drinking coffee and wine at all hours, hitting my steps goals, reward-based shopping. NOT vomiting from stress. Divine, over and over again.   Because I fret over everything, and…

What’s Working This Week

When the weather goes bad, my day job takes all my time. No early morning writing sessions at the coffee shop. I’m on someone else’s clock from 4a.m. on. And on, and on. 7pm some nights. Barely time to sleep, eat a decent meal, and launder underwear on that schedule.   So, writing and other…

Crunched By Time

Feels like I have no time for anything lately, and I’m batty because of it. I hate living life on the superficial level, skating through and skimming over. Being consistently late to everything. Consuming at least one meal behind the steering wheel, substituting coffee and B-6 for sleep, watercooler chit-chat for following the news and…

This Baptism Needs a Swordfight

Ah, January in Minnesota. Hardly any degrees outside, and sunlight for approximately eight minutes a day. The Christmas candy is gone, and my laptop is on the fritz. All the books I received for Christmas are Serious Business Indeed™ and while someday I will be nose-deep and not-to-be-disturbed into a history of the Ukraine. These…

Hope, Dreams and the Start of Things

Seeing lots of posts dunking on New Year’s Resolutions, and as much as I love snarking on stuff, this time I am saying, “No!”   The last thing we need after a year like 2018 is more being shat upon. No more dreams crushed, no more voices squelched, no more ideas snuffed. Creative work has…

Stardust and Lint

  Here’s the thing. I write, mostly, second-word fantasy. Created-by-me worlds and societies that both reflect our commonalities, and showcase all sorts of other possibilities. Yes, my creative ego is soothed only by controlling everything from the story to the world that hosts the story to the history that lead to the story. Elbow-deep in…

NaNo is for plot, the rest of the year is for craft

Okay. Not Really. But coming off the big push of NaNo and cold-plunging straight into December’s busyness, sometimes time + brain power to write gets in short supply. It takes some re-adjusting to go back to the daily grind, and to feel productive in that realm.   For the next few weeks, writing is going…