Investing

Does anyone else ever get a weird urge to completely reinvent themselves and focus all their time and energy on a new hobby until you’ve perfected it? Yeah, me too. This week, it was drawing. I can’t actually draw, of course. But I would like to someday. I would like to be able to draw…

Doubling Down

I took a couple of days off work this week. So I could . . . work. Extra. Because I party hard, y’all. See, my husband left on Monday to go hunting with some buddies and I had the house to myself. First time overnight separation since the wedding! Woohooo! I didn’t like it. But…

“Then the cold nights crept in…”

“… and all the colors of fall faded with the frost.” Time to admit the truth. Fall is fading fast, and winter is just about here. I can tell because I’m freezing 90% of the time instead of just 50%. I’m usually cold. My husband will tell you that. But in the winter, I’m almost…

Finding Rhythm

Guys. I think my life is settling into something that semi-resembles . . . normality. How do I deal with this? What do I do? Nothing has been normal for the last . . . let me think . . . three months? Give or take? Man, planning a wedding will take it out of…

I’m Back!

I’m back! I think. The world is still spinning like crazy, so I’m not entirely sure. When the ground stops moving under me, and I get my feet again, I’ll let you know. Until then, guess what? I’m married! These last three months have been some of the craziest I can remember, but somehow we…

A List of Lists

I got engaged last week. Is that crazy or what? I’m still trying to wrap my head around it. Sometimes it amazes me how quickly life can change. All the sudden, my weekends are booked with wedding planning, engagement photo sessions, and attempting to figure out all the things one is supposed to do to…

Potstickers and Pasta Dough

I’m on a dough shtick. Pasta dough, mostly. With a few dumplings thrown in. Okay, what are those things actually called? Dumplings? Potstickers? Momos? I have like ten different names for them in my head and everyone calls them something different and every time I say a name, I’m wrong. As you can tell, it…

Lost in the Mountains

I got lost this weekend. My boyfriend and I went up into the mountains on Saturday. We were heading for Chessman reservoir, up in the mountains. The plan was a picnic . . . roast chicken, sparkling cider, picnic blankets. I was planning on taking pictures. I didn’t take any pictures. We used Google maps,…

A Dozen Worlds

You know what’s crazy about being a writer? Especially one with a full-time job? The worlds I visit. When I first started writing, I had one story. One. I had fragments of others, of course. But one ‘project’. One world that occupied all my time. The characters that whispered over my writing desk and tugged…

Howling at the Moon

This has been a strange week. Stranger than normal, I mean. Yes, I know, the whole world has been strange for the last few—millennium. But this week has seemed a little stranger than normal. From crazy warm weather to snow when I definitely didn’t want snow to changes in my work schedule to projects I…