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…
Scorched and Clobbered on my way into 2019
Yeah, that's what I look like in my head - but less blonde.Merry Christmas!Happy New Year!Yeah, so I'm a little behind, but no blog of mine would be worth its collective weight without a farewell to the old and promises I plan to keep break for the new around this time of year, right? Like… Continue reading Scorched and Clobbered on my way into 2019
Camp Mail Call
Sometime in the early 90's, at Camp GlissonThose of you that are familiar with me know about my love for all things camp-related and Nanowrimo-related. So the fact that I am a die-hard Camp Nanowrimo Participant should be no surprise, really. Every year I do three rounds of Novel Writing Month work, two for Camp… Continue reading Camp Mail Call
More from my own shameless commerce division…
Tomorrow is the day, y'all. Tempest goes live on Amazon for Kindle, and the paperback will hopefully follow soon. This was an incredibly personal piece for me to write, and I feel like I've just come out from under something very heavy with it going to release.Pre-order has been open for a month, and I'm… Continue reading More from my own shameless commerce division…
In which I rant, and then make a promise…and hope for some happy.
Jumbled desk, clear head.This has been spring break week where I work, which means the students are off enjoying sun and fun and whatever else you do when you need some time off from hard work. I will be doing that very thing NEXT week on Thursday and Friday as I will be at Sandy… Continue reading In which I rant, and then make a promise…and hope for some happy.