Wednesday, June 27, 2012


Painting of my kiddo I did a few years ago:

Friday, June 22, 2012

June Haze

Between a relapse in my chronic illness that's put me in bed for the last few weeks and another intense editing round on book 2, I was shocked to look down at my calendar today and see it was June 21st.

When the heck did we get into the month of June? And how is it almost over???


But the edit round is nearing the end and I'm finally starting to get some wind back in my sails health-wise. Not to mention that after months and months of struggle and rewrites, I feel that book 2 is finally evolving from a pile of dung into an actual book. With interesting plot and characters and everything! Shocker! I feel like I'm waking up from this haze I've been meandering around in. My schedule for the past month: sleep, wake-up, work on the book till exhaustion and mental fog take over, watch tv, spend some time with my family, sleep again. Wash, rinse, repeat.

Meanwhile, the world has gone without me and somehow it's already summertime.

That's okay. I've had periods like this with my chronic illness before. It'll pass, and hopefully just in time to celebrate the summer sunshine. and come August 7th, going around to visit my book on shelves in bookstores around the city ;)

Monday, June 11, 2012

TV Series I've Loved

I've been ill these past few weeks, so I'm catching up on my tv watching. Except that, well, I've watched all the good tv, so I had to dig back into my archives and find old tv shows that I loved dearly to re-watch. What I came up with are two series that couldn't be more different. A mid-90's show about a girl missionary to the Appalacian mountains in the early 1900's called Christy. Coupled with watching through seasons of Sex and the City. The two are strange bedfellows nestled together on my dvd rack.

Rewatching them both back to back brought back lots of memories and nostalgia. I first watched Christy when I was in eighth grade and was passionate about saving the world. Sex and the City I watched in my early twenties as a young married woman. Neither of those roles fit me now. I've been married over a decade and am not especially religious anymore. But the storytelling in both these series still draws me in. Christy reminds me about being hopeful and exhuberant, and believing in the goodness possible in mankind. Meanwhile, I watch season three of S&TC where Carrie makes some huge, painful mistakes, but she's so human through it all, you can't help but sympathize with her. In both series, friendship is of paramount importance. This, in the end, I think is what I take away most. And really, I hope that there's both a Christy and a Carrie in all of us. We learn from our mistakes, learn how to love, and make it through this life as best as we can.