Ah, Childhood!

An old friend dug up pictures from high school and posted them on Facebook.  They were pictures that I had never seen before, and we all looked so young.  We had bad hair, bad clothes, and crazywide smiles.  We had no idea what we were in for, and thought that we’d always live just down the block from each other. Looking … Read More

So Where Do We Fit In This Social Circle?

I’m in a social quandary.  A Facebook social quandary, if you will.  Egads…my geek is showing. So when this all began, I joined the bright, shiny world of Facebook and hooked up with my old friends.  They’re lawyers now.  Engineers.  Teachers.  Escorts.  (We’re a varied bunch.)  The annoying girl in high school that I didn’t like?  Didn’t friend her.  The … Read More

Your Last Glimpse Into My Head

I went to Mark Ryden’s “Wondertoonel” exhibit a few years back, and it was one of the most inspiring, bizarre things that I have ever seen.  This painting absolutely enchanted me.  When my friend was telling us about the exhibit beforehand, he said, “Expect little girls with big heads.  And lots of meat.”  Well.  He was exactly right. I am … Read More

Day Nine:Grumpy Shark. And An Acceptance!

Hey there, Mr. Grumpy Shark. Turn that frown upside down!

Yesterday was incredibly sucky. Today isn’t like that, starting with an acceptance! “The Container of Sorrows” will run in the August issue of Pedestal Magazine, and I am really pleased. I had finished RunStarGirl and just hit a wall. Will I ever create anything again? Did I already do the best that I can do? Then one night I sat down and wrote “The Container of Sorrows”, and life was beautiful again.

So this counts toward the SFWA, but is it horror? I don’t know! But Matt should be scared anyway. Just sayin’.

And On An Unrelated Note…

I’m still inundated with people searching for “Asymmetrical bob”.  Which rocks, truly.  My favorite searches have to be “I’m 10 years old and in love”, “I killed you today”, and “poems about dead wombats”.  Poems about dead wombats?  Seriously? Also, once people find my site (awesome!  People, woo!) the link that they click on the most is “Ultra Shorts”.  Is … Read More

Look Inside My Head Day Eight: Robot Heart

  I spent today in the ER with my son.  He had a bad fall, and with a bad fall comes “complications”.  He’s all right, but he had to have a CT scan of his head and his spine, and we’re all nervous wrecks.  He pulled out his IV needle, and I was covered in his blood.  It broke my … Read More

Day Six: Bones

          We all feel like we need to turn in our parent’s license every now and then.  This is my son’s leg.  He broke it on the in-ground trampoline last year…on his birthday.  We screamed, “Eat the cake!” to the guests as we ran past.

Day Six: Gargoyles

  This picture hangs in my living room.  I love everything that Michael Parkes ever painted. I pulled out an old piece tonight.  Mmm, I recaptured the magic.