August 15, 2019
One thing of the many things I like about art is it’s not about winning or losing, but literally HOW you play the game (or do your art) (I know it’s a stretch; stick with me here). There are contests Read more…
August 2, 2019
Three months ago, this was a cluttered, dirty back patio and a side yard clogged with weeds and trash and dog poop and always had been since I moved in four years ago. I never went back there because that is Read more…
July 24, 2019
I want to be a strange person. Have blue hair. Or pink. Or maroon. Or turquoise. I want my youth back. And my figure. I want to take that strange person that I have always been inside and be her. Read more…
January 21, 2019
In spite of (or maybe because of) being clinically depressed for most of my life, I have sought and (and, fortunately, found) a lot of happy places. It’s these places we find that keep us together when the not-so-happy things Read more…
December 1, 2018
Rough week at my day job. You can roll your eyes all you want at the whole Mercury in retrograde thing but, man, the communication issues. That’s the difficulty with trying to create art past the hobby-level: all my best Read more…
October 6, 2018
I remember doing social experiments when I took sociology in college. For one in particular, we were asked to stand very close to someone in an elevator. This was probably harder for me than the other person since I’ve always Read more…
September 29, 2018
We all remember what Mr. Rogers’ mom told him: when things look look scary, look for the helpers. That always turns things around for me. Yeah, maybe it’s Pollyanna ostrich behavior but, Lord, I’m always just about a day away Read more…
August 26, 2018
Working on self-doubt this week. It’s funny how it works: you’ll be plugging along fine but then something will trip you up. A tiny criticism. Some confusion. More likely than not, overwhelm. Fear. You want to isolate and hide and Read more…
July 24, 2018
It’s 5:00 a.m. on a Tuesday. It’s quiet here now. The remodeling next door went on until well past 10:00 last night. The barometric pressure is crashing so my ears are ringing and my skin feels itchy and raw. The Read more…
May 14, 2018
Yesterday was a bit of a rough day for me. I dove back into the edits of my fourth novel, the first in the Horologion series, and am posting it, chapter by chapter, on a critique group. So it’s not Read more…
Who am I?
As the Eleventh Doctor said: “We’re all different people all through our lives and that’s okay, that’s good.
You’ve got to keep moving so long as you remember all the people that you used to be.”
Here’s who I think I am with a little bit of who I used to be thrown in for fun.
