Here are your dragon horoscopes for the day!
Aries – Don’t go off half-cocked. If you swallow the knight he’ll only cut you open from the inside.
Taurus – Get up and walk around. Sitting on on your hoard all day can leave treasure marks on your hide.
Gemini – Two heads aren’t always better than one. That left head of yours, it has really bad morning breath.
Cancer – The maiden might say she understands you, but she’s only trying to keep you from eating her boyfriend.
Leo – The dragon with the biggest fire has the biggest dragonballs. Two words: ignitable liquids.
Virgo – Make sure you checked all the entrances to your lair, especially the one the kobolds dug to sneak in cake.
Libra – Today is the day you finally decide which tastes better: fire-roasted peasant or boiled merchant.
Scorpio – Never mistake a wizard for a peasant, they make for a dangerous meal. If it has a wand, carry on.
Sagittarius – Eat goat. Goats are leaner than sheep and you have your reptilian figure to worry about.
Capricorn – Be careful eating too many dwarves, they cause heartburn.
Aquarius – No matter what the oracle says, the meaning of life is not to be found by huffing clouds.
Pisces – An elf would make the best pet, it stays little and cute forever. Plus: hypoallergenic.
It was 20 years ago today that I watched a young woman get killed. It was late, and cold. My boyfriend, his sister, and I were driving to a nearby town on the interstate. I saw the lights spin ahead of us, then a blossom of red taillights.
We managed to pull to the side and stop and in the headlights I saw a pickup on its side, clothes and boxes strewn everywhere, and a girl laying across the middle of the interstate. One knee was up and an arm was moving to her head. I tried to open the door, thinking only about going to help her, but my boyfriend pulled me back and a car flew past within a few feet of my door.
Today is #WorldMentalHealthDay and I thought I’d post something about my own struggles. Maybe someone will read this and know they aren’t alone out there. I could write a book about my anxiety, but I’ll try to be brief.
So, after many long, looooooong hours of copy-pasting my posts from markdown files into a CMS, I’ve finally got this new and improved version of my journal ready to rock. Now I have a shiny new admin panel that will let me post things easier, and hopefully remove my excuse of not wanting to juggle files in order to write to the internet.
I intend to write a lot more often now.
I do admit (and you’ll notice this if you go back into the posts far enough) that I got lazy when copy-pasting, and didn’t always change the timestamps. Anything before today is not necessarily stamped correctly. It doesn’t matter. It’s all there. All the insane ramblings that anyone reading my journal has come to expect.
If you don’t like insane rambling, stay away from the “Random” category. I’ll try to keep the fluff confined to that part.
Anyway, welcome to the new journal, hope you like it. There are no comment sections on purpose because i hate internet comment sections. Feel free to email me if you want to respond to anything. Or reply to me on twitter.
Well… what kind of rocket? If you’re talking hairspray-powered potato gun… I’m your girl.
Sometimes I miss the days when all I worried about was trying to prove I was a decent “mechanic” and that I could drink more than my boyfriend. The days when breaded chicken patties on a stick over a campfire were awesome, even if they dropped into the coals once or twice. (Alcohol kills the bad stuff, right?) The days that I made my own speaker boxes, put illegal bass lights in my mustang, a PA speaker under the hood, and switches in the dash to run it all like some kind of hot rod spaceship.
Things were simpler. Life was all laid out in front of me and all I had to do was choose a direction. Now it seems like life is nice and calmly traveling along on the railroad that I’ve laid out. It’s rather blah, tbh. I want to travel. I want to see things that aren’t along this road… Who says I can’t jump the tracks and go have a milkshake and then come back and hop onto the train again? It’s my journey.
That is my goal. To live all of the world and not just what’s on this path.
So… last night I made strides toward advertising myself as a writer.
I created a facebook page for myself as an author and spammed my friends to “like” me. I got an email back about the Sioux Falls Book Festival, where I can rent an exhibit booth for book sell and sign. I emailed my writer’s group this morning about possibly joining me there. I sorted out more of my Rolodex on this site, and Brad’s working on a sketch for my book cover.
I think that considering I was gone for 3 hours after work last night with Katana for softball practice and pizza, that’s a pretty productive day/night. Looking forward to more like it.
Good news! I’ve finally started the process of getting my second novel ready for publishing on lulu! I’m working on finding some cover art, and getting ready to make the final editing run before submitting it to the publisher. I’m sure the characters are looking forward to their birth into the industry, lol…
This one is totally different than my first book, and on a completely different fantasy setting.Into the Dark introduces Ventrovius, an unaging necromancer, the perfect angsty anti-hero. Along with Ven, the reader meets Jezera (an exiled cleric of the White God, and Ven’s love interest), Jordan (the heir apparent to a tiny country of little importance to the rest of the world until now), and Keeva (the prince’s bodyguard and dearest friend). It follows their adventures trying to rescue the entire world from a strange, dark magic that is creeping over the land.
I’m hoping to put out a few more books in the future featuring periods in Ven’s life, some of which include the other characters introduced here. As an unaging necromancer, there’s a LOT of story to be told after all.
In the beginning, there was a blog. It was a shiny blog, new and as yet unspammed. But it was lonely, and wanted to be surrounded by many more blog posts and links and galleries and feeds… This little blog tried very hard to create the perfect first post. It used the font styling and everything. And when it was finished it sat back and admired its work. And it was good… or at least shiny.
As a writer, I obviously do a fair amount of the putting of thought to paper. With the glorious invention of computers, I no longer need to worry about things such as writer’s cramp, ink spills, no erasers, coffee stained paper… Instead I get to wonder if I’ve added all the required brackets and scripts to make this visible to all of you. Despite the effect that’s having on my vision and posture, it’s happening pretty close to the way it’s supposed to if you’re reading this page. (Mainly due to my web designer’s hard work and boundless patience.) I hope you enjoy what you find here, and feel free to contact me and talk about anything you find that sparks your interest. I love hearing from people… Also, don’t take anything I say too seriously. It’s the prerogative of an author to blather out opinions left and right, but that’s all they really are is opinions. Sometimes a bit dirty-minded or violent, but they’re opinions still. So happy reading.