Well folks, it's that time again. New Year's Eve and time to look both ways. I've done a lot of that in the past few days, and for more of my thoughts on that, check here. Which brings me to what I want to talk to you about. The Brass Rag has been a blog … Continue reading New Year, New Purpose
I know a lot of people love the Black Friday Sales. They wait all year for them, but I do not. I am not happy in crowds and find shopping fairly exhausting at the best of times. Black Friday is not my best of times. But, I'm not at all opposed to folks saving money. … Continue reading Not-Black Friday
What am I most thankful for? I don't know that I can answer that question with any quantitative accuracy. Like anyone, I have challenges and disappointments, but when all the beads are counted, my string stretches unbelievably long. Enough so that the counting of my blessings is a humbling experience. One that leaves me shaking my … Continue reading Thankful
My emotions when I woke up Wednesday morning to the news of Mr. Trump's election, can be accurately described as a maelstrom. Disbelief. Anger. Fear. Worry. Sadness. And it has not gotten better over the course of the last week. Riots, horrifically cruel facebook posts, school yard bullies, college misogynists, and a host of other incidents and actions … Continue reading After the Election: How I plan to move forward.
In honor of All Hallows Eve (or Halloween as the costumed creatures call it) and the imminent launch of Illusion, Book Three of the Rephaim series, I give you this sneak peak. Have fun tonight Spooksters, and don't take any suspect handshakes. A rumble sounded in the distance and Loki cast a nervous glance into … Continue reading All Hallows Eve (aka: Halloween)
Well friends, it has arrived. The last, sweet taste of summer vacation is even now rolling around on my tongue, waiting to make its bitter-sweet way down my throat, and disappear forever. It might, even now, be the cause of a gentle rainstorm in my chest. Ahem. To recap for those of you who were … Continue reading End of Summer Blues
I am going on an adventure. Next week I will board a plane with thirteen other intrepid individuals bound for Europe. The British Isles, to be precise. I will take the Harry Potter studio tour. We’re going to Canturbury. I get to see the BOOK OF KELLS. I get to VISIT STONEHENGE. I HAVE TICKETS … Continue reading Adventure Rag
Recently my delete key stopped working. I don't know why. It just doesn't work any more. Until that happened, I never realized how often I use it. This turns out to be fortunate for my readers. Trust me. There's a lot of bad writing that y'all never see, thanks to the little delete key. I … Continue reading Delete Philosophy
Well, the tigers are back in their cages, the clowns have removed their makeup and the marching band is putting away their instruments as the street sweepers come along behind, cleaning up the glitter and confetti. The parade is over. Today we will announce our Rafflecopter winners and authors will begin sending out prizes. What … Continue reading Lions and Tigers and Newsletters! Oh my!
I love a parade. I love the drum majors and the flag twirlers. I love the clowns, and the riding teams. Most of all, I love the floats! Watching the Tournament of Roses parade is the New Years day activity of choice around my house. It's a family tradition: breakfast and the parade, with coffee. … Continue reading Four Reasons You Should Follow the Indie Lights Blog Parade
I’ve been away for a while due to unintended consequences. Now, before you start picturing handcuffs and steel bunkbeds, let me clarify. First there was a manuscript to beta read and another to edit. Then many hours had to go into pulling together the stories and final edits for an impending short-story collection (more about … Continue reading Unintended Consequences
"The Experts" used to say that posting every day was the best way to engage readers and increase your following. But at the last conference I attended, Jason Brick told us that twice a week was more than sufficient. And according to John Locke (no, not the philosopher, and definitely not that weird character on "Lost." … Continue reading Absence Makes the Heart…
Three old cures made current
My mother is an artist. Her medium is cloth and her tools are pins and scissors, needles and thread and heart. My husband works in metal. Wheels and wrenches, wires, pliers, manuals and heart. One of our daughters uses paint and canvas, brushes, pastels, oils and heart. Our other daughter is a writer. She uses … Continue reading (He)Art Rag
Generally speaking, moments of Zen take one look at my life and run away screaming. They take considerable time and effort to track down, and even more effort to force them to hang around. But I need them, at least occasionally, to maintain my tenuous hold on even a modicum of sanity. So chase them … Continue reading Zen Rag
Hello folks. It's been awhile, I know, but I hope you remember me. I'm the teacher/writer-who-wanted-to-write-full-time. And now, for better or worse, here I am with writing as my DAY JOB!!! WOOT!!! Ahem... About six months ago, I let y'all in on my plan to change The Brass Rag into a writer's blog. Since then, … Continue reading Beginning again