They say that new moms go through a nesting phase of pregnancy. It’s that point somewhere in the end of the pregnancy where the baby is on the way, and the mom looks around at her home and thinks I can’t bring my kid home to this!

Then there is usually a lot of cleaning and painting involved.

I’ve never particularly felt the urge to go paint ( Read more... )

Once again, it seems like poor Diana Prince just can’t catch a break.


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Right up until about a half hour after I found out I was having a girl, I was sure I wanted a boy. (The second child is a boy, but this is not his story.)

Everyone says that raising boys is easier. I think they mean that while little girls are cute, they turn into tween and then teen girls who carry with them more emotions (and emotional baggage) ( Read more... )

I need to post more often.

I meant to leave for Midsouthcon early, but (as I was fond of talking about probably too much this weekend) I have a baby daughter now, so getting out the door isn’t the most coordinated effort. But a short visit with my dad (I have new stories about my Grandpa) and a few animal cookies later (I had to change my shirt), ( Read more... )

I’ve been trying to get back to my pre-pregnancy weight (responsibly and gradually) with the help of an app that helps me to log the calories that I consume.  The app has one feature that annoys me: It awards me badges for any little milestone that I achieve.


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The interesting thing about owning several businesses in addition to writing fiction is that whenever I read a business book, I always relate the lessons back to my fiction writing.

This weekend at a business conference, one of the speakers that I listened to asked about whether the people in the audience were treating their part-time businesses as ( Read more... )