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Category: Musing
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Twenty Years
A random conversation the other day kicked this line of thought into motion. Twenty years ago, I was… Mothering a toddler, a baby, and pregnant. I was on the brink of twenty-five, and I was exhausted and a mess. We would wind up moving during that pregnancy, just about a month before she was born.…
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Work Weekend
So I have three days off from the day job, and my reaction was ‘goodie! I can do the other job!’ and maybe I’m broken, but this is what I mean when I say that… I started my morning a little late, with the Mad Genius Club blog post, wherein I postpone the deadline for…
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Monsooning
I keep saying this, and all my Texas connections keep spluttering and assuring me that it’s not normal… Folks, I have had two rosemary plants die on my balcony. Of drowning. I’m sitting here this morning, knowing there will be no dawn, because it’s raining like a cow standing over a flat rock. Yes, I…
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Undocking
Heck with it. Chatty nonsense posts are better than no posts at all. Besides which, things are going… I hesitate to say well. They are going. Like life usually is, it’s complicated. I have faith, though, and that’s gotten me through worse places. I’m safe, warm (ok, Texas in summer. Cool! I’m cool!), and dry.…
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Fragmentary
My life feels a bit fragmented right now. I was going to talk about my writing – I’ve been having the dickens of a time writing at all, and when it do it’s random stuff that doesn’t seem to fit into any of my working worlds. I have all these story fragments and I don’t…
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Just when I was getting in the groove
I’ll be out of pocket for a couple of days. Off having an adventure, hopefully a small, sedate adventure. I could really go for sedate right about now. I’m doing good. The work week is over, I have three days off stretching out in front of me, and the prospect of something fun. When I…
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Thinking Out Loud
I’m always hesitant to write when I’m in a state of high emotion. It’s not that I won’t be passionate here – I certainly have been before. It’s just that when I’m in a state of mind that isn’t quantifiable, other than perhaps melancholy, I tend to draw a screen between myself and the world,…
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Facing the Unknown
We all face unknowns. We just don’t stop and think about it all that often, which is honestly probably a good thing. It’s no better to live in the future than it is to dwell in the past. We can make plans, with the understanding that no plan survives contact with the enemy. If you…
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Education, the Hard Way
Some day, I’ll do a blog post with more than fifteen minutes to squeeze in the writing of it. This is not that day. This is a day where I had things scheduled, things got canceled, and then I spun my wheels for a while before buckling down to it. And it’s a day where…
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Too Much
That moment when you find yourself with so much to do, and so little time, not to mention mental energy, that you are sitting in front of the bookshelf indulging in a little light research instead of doing anything else. Even the research is kinda useless, because there’s no writing brain. The writing brain has…
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One Year and Counting
It has been a year since the world took a sharp left turn. Last year, the Little Man and I were planning a garden. He was muddling through school. The First Reader was waiting on his father’s deathbed (or so we thought. Spoiler alert: stubborn old men can sometimes have astounding powers of recovery).…
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