Trigger heads-up: This post contains information relating the death of Dev's dad, including mention of the physical process and emotional reactions.  It will make most people uncomfortable, and will likely disturb others.

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Maybe it's the fleeting touch of spring in the air. Maybe it's the pressure to Get Things Done. Maybe it's a response to finally-for months, and without non-fiction distractions-focusing on stories. Or maybe it's a delayed rebound from the multiple years I chose to ignore all the ideas. Whatever the cause, I find myself beset night and day by ( Read more... )

Last weekend was spent in Asheville, North Carolina with That Wonderful Man.  Fabulous food, great conversation, and cool outings.  He and I both have exciting things in the works.  I so enjoy hearing him talk about things he's passionate about. I came home feeling all warm and glowing and other cheesy things. I am already looking forward to ( Read more... )

That Man knows me well.  He found this for me for Valentine's Day. I'm loving it, yes I am, and muchly looking forward to our get-togther in Asheville next weekend ( Read more... )

Cool little things:

First: One of my favorite people from my high school years is my drama coach.  As an actor, he taught me a great deal about how to be comfortable-and therefore be real-on stage, and one of my coolest high school experiences was acting as his stage manager when he directed 1984. We still chat on the phone now and then, and have ( Read more... )

I have joined Goodreads, but have no idea what I'm doing.  Eventually I'll figure it out.

Since moving to the new dojo location about two months ago, my number of students has doubled.

Still working on Sand -- some revising, some new writing, and a great deal of checking for details that no longer apply and/or need to be altered to fit its new ( Read more... )

When That Man was in Indy, we went to see Jackson Browne in concert--which was awesome!

And it wasn't just Browne.  He'd brought other artists along.  My absolute fave was Sara Watkins.  Awesome and real and earthy and ethereal.  She plays that fiddle like crazy.  I adored her.  She made me laugh and smile and cry.  If you haven't already, check out ( Read more... )

I managed, thus far, to get a mere 500 words into the Sheykhala project.  That means I have only 449,500 words--give or take--left to revise.  I may make a bit more progress this evening.

As I mentioned in this previous post, I'm choosing to remove the act of rape from the novel, and those revisions require a shift of motivation and personality for ( Read more... )

Gambit II, our rescue pup, has suddenly expressed interest in images on the television.  When Dev plays Skyrim, the Little Bit is absolutely transfixed.  A few nights ago, a show we were watching showed an injured dog, whining.  Bit jumped up and ran to Ty, who was peacefully sleeping by the couch, and pawed at the old dog until he got up.  I'm not ( Read more... )

Fabulous.  Wonderful.  Much laughter, much fun, much feeling at total and complete ease.  Still glowing.

Get to do it again tomorrow. :-)