I like to think of Friday the 13th as a little Halloween. And I love that it happens this time in the middle of winter. Winter is a great time for spooky stories. Years ago, I wrote and recorded a spooky flash story about one of my biggest fears for Weekend America. …Read More
Fear is sticky. If you know me and my work at all, you know I think a lot about fear. Fear is like wet glue. Honey. Spilled soda. Taffy that you’ve played with, leaving your hands a mess. If you carry fear with you all the time, it gets on everything you come close …Read More
I just went through a period of having to read many books I wouldn’t necessarily have chosen for myself for a project. So these past weeks I’ve felt like a kid again, reading anything I want. How glorious! My taste in pleasure reading is very eclectic–everything from crime fiction to biographies to non-fiction. Throw in …Read More
I’ve been hyper-aware of light this winter. I don’t think I ever really noticed before how it changes every second. My awareness began last month when I realized I’d temporarily forgotten that I have SAD, and have to artificially up my daylight quotient. (One of the reasons we moved away from Michigan after two years was the …Read More
“Once more unto the breech, dear friends, once more.” –Shakespeare (HenryV) “I think you might have body dysmorphia.” –Darling Daughter “No one wants to hear the skinny girl complain about being fat.” –Darling Husband It’s that time of year again. Back on October 29th or so, I heard a news byte that …Read More
A perfect day of reading, writing, relaxing, and taking photos. Also, a couple loads of laundry for balance. (There may have been a nap involved, as well.) I’m solidly into the final third of the novel, and eager to finish in the next 2-3 weeks. I need a lot more days like today. Tomorrow we …Read More
As pianists go, I’m by no means exceptional. In fact, I’m not really a pianist, but a person who enjoys playing the piano. As a kid, I stopped taking lessons at fourteen because it didn’t seem a cool thing to do, and I wasn’t interested in practicing. Part of the problem was …Read More