Happy Saturday, Readers! I’ve spent most of this week on the job hunt, and it’s starting to show signs of paying off. I’ve had three phone interviews with one company and have an in-person interview with a different one on Monday. I’m hoping I am gainfully employed before the first of June. In the meantime,
I’ve been struggling all day to come up with something to write about today that wasn’t just about my terror over money and work, or the impatience of not knowing when or if the unemployment information would come through, or how I’m going to manage healthcare costs if I’m not employed before the end of
Sometimes, just when you think you have it all figured out, life comes along and delivers a solid punch right to the gut. That was my life this week. I’d just gotten a nice raise. I had my budget for the next six months sorted, giving me all the spending money I would need for
As someone who has their hands on a keyboard approximately 12 to 14 hours per day, it is unsurprising that I have chronic pain issues in my arms/hands. Some days it is barely noticeable among the cacophony of other pain issues in my body. Other days, like today, it becomes a screaming symphony that demands
I was reminded this morning that kindness changes people. I was already in a pretty good mood as I set out for work this morning…it’s warm enough to not need a jacket, the sun was starting to rise, and I took some time to make myself feel pretty this morning (I put on makeup). As
We are getting close to time to begin editing the short stories for the Sirens benefit anthology. This is a book that comes from people who have attended a Sirens Conference, and who want to help support the work that the conference does, help provide scholarships to the event and otherwise support women in speculative
Among my earliest memories, there is Star Trek, you know, the original series that started the phenomenon. I couldn’t tell you how old I was, but I can tell you about the ugly brown couch with the weird texture that we sat on to watch it, and that I watched it with my father. I
We have had one of the wettest winters I can remember since I moved to California in 2001. I love the rain, and I often miss the big booming thunderstorms of my childhood. Along with the rain, we’ve had a colder winter than I remember having in all that time…and for longer than I can
A bit of oatmeal, some coffee and we ease into the day. Well, not so much. By the time I got to the oatmeal and coffee, I had already walked 1.2 miles, with a train ride in the middle, plus the whole getting out of bed and getting dressed and all of that, including makeup
I’ve always had something of a love/hate relationship with the concept of cosmetics. On the one hand, I love how they can help me present an image of myself, on the other, I hate the work involved. In my teens, I never left the house without the minimum of foundation, mascara and eyeshadow. As I
