I make now secret of the gastric bypass surgery I had a year ago, or how that has altered my life. It’s weird really what changes and what doesn’t. I mean, I still love food, and would love to eat all of the food all of the time, but the difference is that I no
I don’t think anyone who knows me would be surprised by the fact that I kind of fly by the seat of my pants when I write. Oh, I usually have a few established plot points in mind when I start, some targets to hit along the way, but sometimes all I have is a
I’m not big on New Years as a holiday, or a time for big changes. As a Pagan I celebrate the turning of the wheel toward beginnings at Samhain (Halloween), so it seems a bit redundant to do so again on the first of January. I do get something of a new beginning this year,
Today’s the day! It’s Star Wars day! I have a ticket to see The Rise of Skywalker at 5pm tonight. I am super excited, and also fairly anxious. I mean, this story has been a part of my life since I was 9 years old. It has helped to shape who I am as a
It’s Friday the 13th, which honestly is a day I love, and not only because I was born on one. I’ll be honest, most superstitions strike me as odd, but they tell us a lot about who we are, or who we came from. The roots of such superstitions can be illuminating, and they illustrate
As a writer, I look at every experience as an opportunity to learn human behavior, to observe from the sidelines as the world goes on around me. I mean, sure I get frustrated and even angry with things, but even then a part of my brain is taking in the color and cataloging characters in
So, November was an interesting month. I chose to focus on The Blood Witch for NaNoWrMo, dedicated my morning makeup routine time to writing, and spent at least four hours every Saturday and Sunday writing. On November 29th, I hit 50K and breathed a sigh of relief. I’m really fond of a lot of what
Yesterday was a momentous day in the land of The Blood Witch as I got across the 40K words mark. I had hoped to be further along, but well…life. Being a writer who has to hold down a day job and who lives alone, thus is responsible for all of the housework and grocery shopping
I live in a fairly affluent little city in the San Francisco Bay Area’s east bay. It’s the kind of place where we have stand alone Williams Sonoma, Nordstrom and Neiman Marcus stores, a boutique-y place that sells $60 pajama pants and $159 sweaters, more restaurants than you could sample in a month, and a
I saw someone on Facebook say that it feels like we’re living in a simulation and wow, I felt that. Reality seems so surreal these days where you can never be sure if “news” is actually news or parody, and even the real news is so skewed to reflect whichever side the reporter/news organization is
