Archive for the 'WTF?' Category


Wednesday, June 11th, 2014

It’s hard to be the anchor.

You know, the solid, unmovable hunk of metal that keeps the ship from drifting away?

Yeah. That.

It’s not so bad when there’s only one small, spiraling current pulling at you; it’s easy to stand your ground and maintain the status quo.

But when there are two, or even three, of those whirling maelstroms whipping life around you into a fury and threatening to tear you from limb to limb… well, those are the days you dig in your heels and spit out a short prayer to whomever the hell is in charge of piling crap on your head.

Some days it almost feels like it would be better to just let go of that chain, let the boat be sucked away. Let yourself be torn asunder and drowned in the murky waters below.

Or you eat more chocolate and ignore the feeling of your clothing getting tighter.


The latter is, I would think, less painful. And tastier.

My Life: An Overview

Monday, November 18th, 2013

The house is a mess.

Christmas is coming.

The list of holiday crafting is growing by leaps and bounds.
I am dangerously underslept (three nights in a row so far of terrible sleep).

I am also fighting some sort of gross lurgy that has so far coated my throat with sandpaper.

I am single-parenting because Boy Einstein is in the middle of a five-day trip away.

Yeah. That’s how it goes.


A book is done. I shall toot the proverbial horn about it once we get closer to publication time, and,

A new book is currently in progress.

So it’s not *all* bad. Just *mostly*. (I am kidding. Maybe.)

I Haz A…Whine?

Tuesday, April 23rd, 2013

I’m offering you the choice, Gentle Reader, as to whether or not you want to follow me down the hole after this white rabbit of a thought stream. If you decide to click, just be forewarned. It’s grouchy and petulant and … well, whiny.


Lesson Learned

Monday, July 23rd, 2012

So this is what happens when you ignore your gut and do something you know you shouldn’t have done in the first place.

Against my better judgment I commented on a blog post today and got bitch-slapped in return. I said nothing inflammatory nor argumentative. I simply (and carefully) stated my opinion and asked a question.

And got made fun of in a very mean way as a result.

Fine. Consider my lesson learned. I won’t be back on that website anymore and I will keep my mouth shut in future. I don’t like arguments, I don’t like confrontations. My hopes for calm and rational discourse anywhere are dashed — which I should have realized was impossible to begin with. The internet allows people to hide behind anonymity and (I think) speak in ways they might not in a face-to-face discussion.

My time will be much better spent writing stories, pursuing my hobbies and spending time with my family. I don’t need to waste energy on drama llamas (I really rather like that moniker. Heh.) and their ilk. Thanks, ladies, for reminding me what’s *truly* important in my life — and you ain’t it.

A Decision

Tuesday, June 19th, 2012

For the first week of July, I am doing nothing more brain-taxing than sitting at my sewing machine. (Although this can occasionally be brain-taxing, it is a different kind of challenge than writing or other work. That’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it.)

If I ever announce that I have this many projects all due at the same time again, someone please whack me with a wet noodle.


Now I am off to collapse in my bed until the alarm jars me awake WAY too early.


Does This Sound Familiar?

Monday, June 4th, 2012

At random points throughout the day something will pop into my head and I’ll think, “Oh, I must look that up/research that on the internet later.”

And when “later” comes, I can’t remember a single damn one of those things.

It’s gotta be a function of age.

Day One Of Insanity

Monday, November 14th, 2011

I was up at 5:30AM. Also known as the Buttcrack of Dawn and O’Dark-Thirty.

Due to circumstances beyond my control, though, I really only  managed a few minutes of writing. Mostly I re-read my story and tweaked a bit here and there. (Look, it was medical-issue related, okay? I had to go to the Walk-In Clinic, all right? Good intentions! Honestly!)

So. It was a valiant attempt, but I only managed to add a mere 84 words to the manuscript.

Ah, well. Tomorrow is yet another day and I will give this early-birding another shot.

Keepin’ ya posted, gang.


Monday, November 7th, 2011

Why can’t I get my house organized? I hate that stuff doesn’t have a proper “home”. Every flat surface is covered in things, sometimes piled several items deep. Some days I’m so tempted to just put it all up on FreeCycle and to hell with it. I think this mess is the reason why my creativity has been stifled.

I think I need to just go eat leftover Hallowe’en chocolate. :P

It’s Cold

Thursday, October 20th, 2011

The wind is gusting up to 70K/h, we’re supposed to get upwards of 30mm of rain today, and the temperature isn’t going to get any higher than about 5C.

Sometimes autumn sucks.

I wish I could say we’re warmly ensconced at home today, but that’s not entirely true. We *are* warm and dry until 3:30 when it’s time to head out into that mess.


Oh, Woe Is Me

Friday, August 19th, 2011

Don’t mind me, folks. I’m just feeling a tad despondent (in a snarky way..). It vividly struck me again tonight that I’m getting older and I can’t do a damned thing about it. More and more aches and pains are cropping up, and they’re making it harder to do what I want to do on a day-to-day basis.

It’s no secret that I’m going to hit the big 4-0 next spring, and the more I think about it the more it concerns me. I don’t want to get old! And I certainly don’t want to get old and be in constant pain!

I realize there are people out there in worse shape and suffering more, and I don’t mean to detract from that. I’m just having a tiny pity party for myself while I rest my poor knees.

Damn you, deteriorating body! *shakes fist at sky*

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go curl up in my bed. ‘Night.