The Last Journal: Feathers and all

I don’t remember Mom being particularly religious. She didn’t attend church, and she thought the Bible was okay for historical purposes. Apparently, she got a bit more devout. She glued a cross to the inside cover of this journal, and mentions God several times. Feb 9 83 Mar got off 3:30. Feb 8 83 – was sick we went out… (more…)

The Last Journal: Num dead again

For the next couple of entries, I’m going to transcribe exactly as written, as it gives a better window into her life. You’ll see I’ve been editing puncuation to make things more readable. I’ll go back to editing after this, because transcribing randomly spelled words would make me insane.  Well, more insane.  I will still leave the occasional misspelling, because… (more…)

The Last Journal: 8 months, 7 days

Marlene had been Mom’s best friend for about 15 years at this point. I’ll let Mom speak for herself later as to the depth of that love. Marlene was a bass player and vocalist, and spent some time traveling on various shoestring tours. She had a fine voice. I say “had” because I’ve no idea if she sings any more.… (more…)

Mom’s Last Journal

We picked up mail from the PO box tonight. In it, there was a small package from my aunt Diana. I hadn’t heard from her in years, so I was very excited. On the way back to the car, I noticed the top of the envelope was mostly open, so I tore it the rest of the way. Inside was… (more…)

Felted Critters

The hiatus has been longer than expected. Honestly, I’m not all that into the blogs right now. They’ll come back. They always do. For now, posting will be sparse. I have been busy. Wanted a Nordic/woodland tree this year. I have a bunch of felt baubles I bought on clearance after Christmas last year, but I wanted to make some… (more…)

eHiatus

Having a sick lizard seriously broke my blogging habit. That’s not necessarily a bad thing Lately, I’ve found that sitting on the computer sucks my spoons out through my eyeballs.  I need those spoons to do stuff in the blue room. I’ve actually been dreading sitting down on the computer, knowing what it would do to the rest of the… (more…)

The Landing

THE LANDING – Short Film from Perception Pictures on Vimeo.

Angelo

I posted this pic on facebook because I thought some author friends, who collect names like I do, would get a kick out of it. If ever there was a name for an angel in an urban fantasy, this is it. It’s even a bit too obvious. Under the picture, I commented “All serafim know they will die under the… (more…)

Links, 27 may 2016

Sakura in Tokyo from the air. Sue Jackson passed away earlier this year. This is why she was beloved to the world of automata.

Piggies, Little Blues, and Green Quesadillas

First, piglets Something I never really thought about seeing: wild pigs. They are everywhere here, though they are shy, so you don’t see them often. A few days ago, we got to see a passel of piglets, out without their parents. Sneaky buggers. They ran into the woods when we pulled up in the parking lot beside the grassy area,… (more…)