So I’m currently putting together a class that I’m teaching next Wednesday–it’s beginning knitting and crocheting, and one of the enrollees wrote to ask what project I’m teaching first, and my response was, “A rectangle. I’m teaching people how to choose materials and make a rectangle. And if their first rectangle is successful, I can… Read More

  Sometimes, I feel like I’m the only one out there who loves the heist subgenre–but I can’t help it. I ADORE IT–and while it’s mostly found in movies, it has its roots deep in literature and our oldest myths. I know for me, it started with Barry Hughart’s The Flower and the Stone, which… Read More

 “So what can I do for you?” “A layered bob.” I have no idea what that means, but 6/10 times it gets me a hair cut I don’t want to attack with pinking shears. “Okay, we’ll do a little texturizing–“ “BY ALL THAT’S HOLY DON’T TOUCH THOSE WEIRD SCISSORS!” “Okay, okay–touch-ee! How do you propose… Read More

 I sang my pain into the ether Disgusted by my whine My troubles are so tiny Not worth sorry, not worth time Tell your troubles to the river The river carries on People have their own loads It’s important to keep calm But I had a moment’s weakness (Let’s face it–there’s been more) And I… Read More

 Knees ache. Fingers ache. Today I could actually hear my crepitus  echo. And we all know what happened in the Supreme Court. Fuckers. So Mate is pulling me out of my chair because I can’t make it without help at the moment, and he says, “This is the last time for the night, right?” And… Read More

 So yes, I know Sunday was Easter, and we had a lovely one. Family at my mom’s house–we all brought something. It was also her birthday, so pretty much, the only thing she had to cook was a veggie tray–woohoo!  It was funny–I’d had my sister signed up for dessert of some sort, but that… Read More

 We’ve all seen the memes–Jim Carrey typing madly at the computer, looking possessed. The cat, paws flying, putting in that order for never-ending catnip. The old-style author, with the pipe and the whiskey and the old S-electric typewriter. Even the odd Shakespeare or Byron, with fingers stained with oak gall ink from the carved quill… Read More

 The. End. So, The Luck Mechanics, book 1, is complete and I’m super excited. Yes, because I love finishing a book but because my life exploded, and for a little while there I couldn’t write. My brain was too overloaded with other things–not to mention my life was too busy with consequences of those things…. Read More

 Omg–I’m surprised I haven’t told you all this already. We cured the dog. Okay–she wasn’t sick, but I’m telling you, hauling that barking pack of Chi-who-whats through the park or through the neighborhood was starting to really wear at me. And we were the most hated dogs at the park. I mean, THE most hated… Read More

 So, uhm, recently I made a FB post about the analgesics I’ve been using to help me through the mother of all arthritis flares, and I have to admit–the CBD liniment has been a blessing. I’m not sure if it’s the magic pot infusion or just the icy-hot coolness but it does have a certain… Read More