I’m somewhat “meh” about 2024. I can’t say that there was a lot of amazing stuff that happened in my life this year. If anything, it seemed like there were a lot of hills to climb and scrambling to get … Continue reading →

Well, I’m back after cataract surgery and some other stuff I was dealing with. I didn’t expect my first craft work after surgery to be beading. I’d pretty much given up on that craft, simply because I couldn’t find a … Continue reading →

The last month has been…complicated. Between getting the last of the firewood cut and a bunch of other stuff, I’ve felt like I’ve been running, running, running. And then there’s been this past week. Not going to say anything more … Continue reading...

Becoming Solo is one of my favorite little works because it’s rooted so strongly in my past experiences. No, I wasn’t part of a family spell matrix, nor did I undergo the sort of family dynamics that my character Yesenia … Continue reading →

Sometimes anniversaries sneak up on you. We are halfway through our tenth year of cutting firewood for heating our house–earlier in the year we didn’t think this was going to happen at all, but things changed and we’re cutting wood … Continue reading...

I’ve been really satisfied with how things are going with the horses as we move into fall. Mocha is holding her weight nicely, and now that she gobbles up her supplement she’s starting to get a little shine on her … Continue reading →

This rant got set off by a thread from Xitter, whereupon a person in an English lit grad program was openly mocked by a prof for their dislike of a particular white male author in the sainted canon. Publicly. And … Continue reading →

It seems as if fall just sneaks up on me over the past few years. Once, it meant back to school, first as student, then parent, then teacher. But it always seemed as if those first few weeks were hot … Continue reading →

I guess you could title these two photos as what a difference a year makes. In the first photo, I had no idea that I was working with a gaited horse. I just knew I had an unknown horse of … Continue reading →

Burnout. That’s something we all dance with as writers. I hit the wall late last fall and didn’t work my way past burnout until just recently. Oh, I could keep writing on the work-in-progress, though it felt like a slog … Continue reading →