I had an experience today. A deaf experience, to be precise, as is par for the course for a deaf person. My piss-poor hearing frequently leads me to have awkward encounters when out and about in the world. For the most part, people are generally forgiving. Today, however, I found myself becoming an unintentional nuisance … Continue reading On Kindness and Compassion.
Two days ago someone asked me if I have a blog, and I suddenly remembered that I did. I’m terrible at keeping track of my life. It’s been that way since the first time I received a journal for Christmas. Seriously. When my parents moved out of my childhood home, I found an entire box … Continue reading Oh Right, I Have a Blog
The road to Hell is paved with good intentions. Isn’t that what people say? Lately, I’ve found that particular quote to be especially relevant to my life. You know, if “Hell” was never finishing the manuscript I’m currently working on, and the road to get there was paved with tweets. That’s right. I said it. … Continue reading The Road to Hell, NaNoWriMo Edition
The lovely Caroline Huball (check out her post HERE) tagged in a fabulously fun Halloween Q&A and I’ve been dying to find some time to participate. Tonight I finally had an entire evening open to write. I brewed some tea, made a plate of cookies, donned my favorite fuzzy writing socks, and cracked my laptop … Continue reading Everyone Hail to the Pumpkin Song
I’ve been negligent again, guys. I’m sorry. I went to the New York Writer’s Conference in August and spent a weekend immersed in workshop after workshop on writing and publishing. It was glorious. It was eye-opening. It was, at times, pretty intimidating. I meant to come home and document my thoughts and reframe my newfound … Continue reading Updates and Excerpts and Agents, Oh My.
I’ve never been very comfortable with change. Mixing something up, or replacing something old with something new, has always bothered me, no matter how small or insignificant that change might be. And I really mean it when I say it doesn’t matter how small. A new collar for Henry? No way. It doesn’t matter if … Continue reading Ch-ch-ch-changes
My husband is good at public speaking. He can make entire roomfuls of wedding guests laugh and cry and laugh again in just a quick, ten second turnaround. He knows when to push and, even more so, he knows when to hold back and wait. He can hold his own in an argument with higher … Continue reading The Post Where I Panic About My Lack of Social Skills
Anyone who knows me knows that I’m pretty big on birthdays. I love my birthday, my friends’ birthdays, my husband’s birthday… for God’s sake, I even threw my dog a giant 1st birthday pool party (Thanks again to the friends who came and politely tolerated THAT weirdness. Just FYI, guys, his third birthday is … Continue reading Birthday Shenanigans
Back in March I started talking about a new zombie related project I was working on, and no one was surprised. Considering I frequently wear my blood spattered “This is my zombie killing shirt” t-shirt out in public, can we really say we expected anything different from the woman who casually stockpiles canned goods in … Continue reading Zombies, New York, and Kryptonite
This morning while walking the dog I was so engrossed in mentally blocking a scene from my newest dystopian project that I failed to see a muddy pothole in the road directly in front of me. While Henry neatly avoided the gap, I caught my toe on the edge and nearly face planted in the … Continue reading There are Zombies in Boston.