Well, the publishing process already threw me a slight curve ball: they asked for a picture. I hates having my picture taken, precious. I hates it more than Gollum hates Hobbitses. Ok maybe the hate is comparable. Anyway. Thanks to Amore Photography, who also did our engagement and wedding pictures in the last couple of… Continue reading Probably NOT the Teeth You’re Looking For?
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Today My Freak Flag Flies
So, I follow an extremely generous blog that posts monthly collations of writing markets, contests, agents, and other programs looking for submissions. January’s list of writing contests begins with a long form poem about defenestration*. Defenestration, if you don’t know, is the act of throwing someone out a window. My first thought (which I voiced)… Continue reading Today My Freak Flag Flies
Behold The Squeakening
When I turned 40, I asked for a cello for my birthday. In the way back time, before the interwebs, when I was in 5th grade, I desperately wanted to play cello with the junior high orchestra teacher. I remember in Kindergarten some old person (who was likely not old at all, but when you're… Continue reading Behold The Squeakening
Random Changes…and How fAngus Tried to Live in the Walls.
It's a slow process, making changes in the house I moved into so I feel like it's more "ours" and less "I moved into someone else's home," especially when the horde grew up here and change often causes... feelings. I also am terrible at finishing things, which is relevant to this story. So, a few… Continue reading Random Changes…and How fAngus Tried to Live in the Walls.
Into Darkness
Daylight savings time ended earlier this month, and we're well on our way toward Yule/Winter Solstice. I know everyone is bitching about it and wishing DST didn't end: I'm exactly the opposite. I wish DST never started. It's infinitely easier for me to get up in the morning and roll into my day when it's… Continue reading Into Darkness
We’re All Alive Here
Ragnar has had enough of my bullshit. Minerva is exhausted from all the barking she has to do to save us from deer. I realized two weeks ago that I'm coming up on the end of my 8th month off (today, actually), and also SK and my first anniversary (tomorrow), and the holidays. This caused… Continue reading We’re All Alive Here
That Time in The Farm’s Horror Movie Basement
SK and I went to stay at the farm house not long ago, because we had a funeral in the area. It was a sad reason to visit, but I hadn't been up to that house for a while. It's a small farmhouse on five acres in northern Wisconsin, on the other side of Lake… Continue reading That Time in The Farm’s Horror Movie Basement
Guest Post by SK
Today's blog is brought to you by my husband, SK, who shared the following poem he wrote as an exercise in processing emotions. Enjoy. If an engineer tries to write poetry If an engineer tries to write poetry, it reads like a bullet list • Refer to title
Things Minerva Howls At: Halloween Edition
Today is a rare “off” day. I was supposed to take Han on a “Han and Auntie Jess” lunch and Barnes & Noble date for his birthday, but he got a bunch of excellent presents and new books at his birthday party last night, so he wants a rain check. He needs to bask in… Continue reading Things Minerva Howls At: Halloween Edition
The 1935 Marriage Manual Project: Episode 1
Forgive me if I'm not up front with all the details, but my quite lovely and wonderful new mother in law passed away. SK, as the oldest son, is responsible for a lot of the will executing, although all four of the siblings are actively working through the detailed tasks required for survivors after a… Continue reading The 1935 Marriage Manual Project: Episode 1
No Pithy Phrase 