Hoyt and Martha Allen, circa 1970."I’ve always loved this picture of my parents. The looks of joy and happiness on their faces is what I imagine today. Gentle souls who enjoyed all that life had to offer together. Always together. Beams of heaven, for sure." -Susan Allen GradyI miss you, Mom. Give Daddy a hug… Continue reading Beams of Heaven, As She Goes
Wild Horses Statue, Providence, RIRight, so where was I? Ciaragh was back, I was done with GARF, and life was settling down so I could get ready for my inlaws to come for a visit.Yeah, that didn't happen. Not even close.For those that don't know, my mom had some sort of major neurological event around… Continue reading And another hot minute passes…
Well, so it has been a hot minute since I last updated this - or wrote anything if I'm honest, but work and life have not given me a second to breathe, let alone open the laptop.That little face there is my Ciaragh (Our Cailín Ádh), and she has had a marvelous adventure this week that… Continue reading My Little Irish Wanderer…and the Aftermath
Taking notes like a boss writerOh y'all.Somehow this month's nano has been so hard for me. I mean worse than that time that I wrote for two weeks and then completely changed my WIP and still came out a winner.Worse than last April when I almost abandoned what I was writing because in the aftermath… Continue reading Camp Nanowrimo, April 2019
TlhIgan AlphabetYeah, some of you didn't need the caption to know what the image is, did you? It's okay if you didn't, I won't tell anyone. The language-loving Trekkie in me recognizes the language-loving Trekkie in you, friend. Qapla'!I am hereby outing myself as trying to learn Klingon. Yes, that is the language created for… Continue reading Qet!