Sorry about the missed day, guys. I regret it on several levels, but honestly, when it comes down to it: no one pays me to write this blog. Fiction? That I get paid for. And I just can’t publish all the fiction here, as I write it, because then I can’t sell it. So when… Read More Dipsy Daisy
I’m stressed – nothing big, just life transitioning again – and normally when I’m stressed, I stop being creative. This time? The creativity has kicked into a whole new level. I’m confused. I’m not complaining, but still, I wish my brain were a little more predictable. Especially because what’s popping into my head isn’t terribly… Read More Professional Daydreamer
Today the Junior Mad Scientist went to college. Just to take her placement tests, now, but this does mean in a few short weeks I’ll have three kids in college. (eeeeeek!) She has been prepping for this for a month, now, but this morning I gave her a little pep talk as we drove to… Read More Analysis Paralysis
Wait, you’re thinking. What about crippling self-doubt? The sort of thing that freezes the creative brain in place like a deer in a spotlight until the moment has passed and we just can’t even? There’s an art to it? A purpose, even? Well, sure. Self-doubt is hand in hand with self-restraint, and discretion being the… Read More The Art and Purpose of Self Doubt
Life seems to vacillate between two states: rushing frantically to do something, and waiting until you can do the thing.
I promised this review a long time ago. My only excuse is that the delay has made it an even better review… (Teal Deer at the end of the post.) This isn’t about books. It’s about boots. Specifically, the Danner Vicious I bought in March for work purposes. Before making this investment – I paid more for… Read More Review: Danner Vicious
Some days you can dream, other days you have to just get down and grind. Life, ideally, is a mixture of both. Too much of the former, and you wind up disconnected and drifting. Too much of the latter and the friction burns you out. I’m about to have to teach my son how to… Read More Nose to the Grindstone
There might be a post later. Or not. It’s a Monday of Monday’s and I haven’t got time or Internet access for the time being. So in the meantime, feel free to leave a comment and I’ll be all eyes when I get back online. Whenever that is.
Yesterday was the second of my guided forage walks at Longmeadow Farm in Lebanon Ohio, hosted by Queen of Tarts bakery. We’ll be doing the final one in September, so if you’re interested, reach out to Sydney at 513-435-3002 to reserve a spot – for $15 you get coffee and a breakfast pastry before the… Read More Forager’s Resources
Other People’s Books rides again! You know, this is fun. I get to share the stories my friends create, and I feel less guilty about my glacial writing pace. Whee! I know most of my readers are here because, well, they read. So here’s to having reading noms on tap every week for y’all, while… Read More More OPB
nature’s art is unrivalled by any artist’s pen or brush. Header image: “snail in mosses” pen and ink, digital, by Cedar Sanderson
Look, I’m quite aware that what I find fascinating might very well make someone else’s eyes cross with confusion and boredom. Or I might get lucky and find someone to babble at who shares my passions. My husband and I mesh fairly well in that regard – this morning’s porch conversation ranged from my efforts… Read More Categorically Weird