Hey all– First of all, I want to thank my community profusely. Just when I was sure the internet was full of spite and red dragons, everyone in my timeline rushed to me with comfort and kindness, and my faith in humanity is much restored. I cannot thank you enough. Today was a little better–Mate… Read More

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GDgOc3gMtFk So, this song gets me every time–I may even have blogged about it before. Two years ago Mate’s mom passed away and we lived in February until May, when Mate realized he’d forgotten to give me a Christmas present. He made it up to me–and of course I understood. He was broken and sad… Read More

So, the kids were going to put the cats in their crates this morning, while I stole another half-hour of sleep, but things didn’t go as planned. We were all thinking, “We’ve got two crates, one of them’s big– we can probably just put two cats in the big crate.” But the two cats were… Read More

So I’ve been sick for almost a week, and I was feeling a little better today (let’s see how long I can write tonight tho–I have the feeling too many nights of sleeping upright so I don’t break a rib coughing are about to catch up with me) and the kids and I had… Well,… Read More

So, two days of being too sick to write–and believe me, I’ve got to be WAY OUT OF IT to be too sick to write– and I have one thing to show for breathing on the planet. I finished this sweater. I promise we’ll have a picture with Stevi, who asked me to make it… Read More

Okay–I’m depressed and sad and my hot water heater is dying. And I’m sick and have the crud. But there are blessings. There are always blessings. I don’t say “How can things get any worse,” any more. We’ve watched that play out on the national stage–it can get worse. It’s getting worse right now. But… Read More

Silent Heart Search and Rescue: Book Two Dog wrangler Preston Echo has been in love with his brother’s best friend, copilot, and business partner since high school—and Damien Ward knew it. As Preston grew into a stunning, hard-willed man, Damien began to dream of Preston too.  Then Damien almost died in a helicopter crash. While… Read More

So this is short–it’s super late, and I’ve got a promo tour to write in a minute, and, well, tired. But yesterday we had a delightful change of pace. Mate’s cousin is staying on Mate’s grandmother’s property (which is now ours) and generally fixing it up in lieu of rent. Folks, given how much work… Read More

So, I gave sort of an overview of this play in a link of yesterday’s blog, but, again, it’s been haunting me. I thought I’d go over some quotes that have resonated with me for over thirty years– *  This society will not be a bag to swing around your head, Mr. Putnam— John Proctor… Read More

Hey all– I’ve been writing a lot of blog posts that I’m not posting. Normally I wouldn’t even mention them, but I didn’t want those of you worried about the Patreon eating all my time to think that’s where all the blog post went–I’ll still blog about my family, but sometimes the blog acts as… Read More