Something soft and sad and creepy and calming.
Something soft and sad and creepy and calming.
Hi everybody! Itty Bit is out of ICU. I’m giving her a nebulizer treatment, steroid treatment, and antibiotics, followed by that lovely Anti-Pneumonia Back Whack that everybody so adores. She’s recovering beautifully. My oldest is sick, now, but that’s how it goes, yes? Thank you for your good wishes!
I am sorry, though, because I had these. And I was super excited to go!
ICU comes at the most inconvenient times. But I hear Meatloaf is coming back in February, so maybe I can see him then. If you aren’t familiar with the phrase “On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses”, then you should listen to his albums immediately.
On the writing front…I’m spinning my wheels on a story that is giving me fits. I’ve restarted it about five different times. I just can’t get it to gel. But I need to get it written and turned in before I can work on my true love, my Kitchen Witch novel. My writer’s group and I are secluding ourselves in a sweet little house for the weekend, scribbling wildly away, and that will be Kitchen Witch time. I’m also teaching a class today on how to make a vegan meal from normal things you’d have in your pantry. So that will be fun.
I miss you guys. Thanks for just being yourself.
We’ve been hit by a plague that took us down one by one. I spent two days in bed, physically unable to get out. The kiddos dropped like flies. So did my husband. We were attacked by Pestilence Pony.
Littlest is currently in the IMC unit at our hospital with pneumonia. They’re having difficulty stabilizing her oxygen levels and her heart rate. When the Yardleys do something, we do it BIG. Yay, overachievers!
We’re hoping for a release in two or three days. She’s still playing. Sitting on my lap and being snuggled. It’s a little scary but we’re in high spirits.
I’ll admit that it was difficult at first. I hate hospitals. I walked into the room and my first thought was, “I spent so much time in here with Niko.” The treatments. The tubes. The nebulizers. My next thought was, “The last time I was in a place like this, we lost the girls.” There was a wash of emotion that I battled for about an hour. Then things were all right. They usually end up all right.
My husband threw together a hospital bag for Lil and I. He’s gotten really good at it over the years. I was delighted to find that this bag had my blanket in it, my Jack Skellington plushie, some Coke Zero, and chocolate covered pretzels. Oh, and my ukelele. Can’t forget that!
My friend ran over three days of dinner to my family, then came and sat with me for hours. She brought flowers and a Hello Kitty doll for Lil. Things are scary. But people can make it so much better. So thanks, everybody. Soon we’ll be out and all will be well.
The Vegas Valley Book Festival was fun! A lot of people came out. We represented the HWA, sold a few books, and I drank a LOT of Diet Pepsi. But my favorite part?
Once upon a time, when Niko was a little boy, we were on the dialysis floor. He wasn’t having dialysis himself, but received a pamidronate treatment to help his calcium levels go down. While we were there, I found the most charming, hilarious book on the waiting room table. It was Walter Dean Meyers’ The Dragon Takes a Wife.
It is one of the best children’s book I’ve ever read. Clever. Original. The fairy, Mabel Mae, has a beautiful afro and uses 1970′s jive talk. I loved it so much.
I wanted to steal it from the Seattle Children’s Hospital, but, alas. I thought that would be in poor form. It’s out of print, but I tracked it down and bought an old copy from a library.
Walter Dean Meyers was reading at the festival, and I sneaked in to listen. Fantastic. I had brought my ragged, shredded, tattered copy of The Dragon Takes a Wife, and my friend X asked Meyers to sign it for me. I was all giggly.
That was my favorite part of the entire festival.
Do you have a children’s book that means something special to you? Can you tell me about it?
Did you know Las Vegas has a book festival? It certainly does. And I’m taking part tomorrow.
And fellow Interdimensional Wombat and partner in crime Mason Bundschuh will be there as well, reading his second-place piece from the Flash Fiction contest. Way to go, Mason!
Way to beat me. Is what I’m really saying. Dagnabbit.
Anyway, come down. There will be hotdogs. Which is always a reason to show up. And books! And music! And my friends! And me! And more books! And the weather is gorgeous. Crisp and almost fall-like.
Swing by! We’ll be at the Historic Fifth Street School. Check out the Festival’s site, and I hope to see you tomorrow.
This epiphany cause me to shift my world.
I came down with The Mother of All Plagues, and it left me totaled. I spent days lying in bed with nothing to do but think. And I realized a few things.
I spend too much time making do instead of going for what I want.
I have too many responsibilities. It’s crippling me. The stress is causing physical symptoms as well as emotional.
I can’t remember the last time I read for pleasure.
Most importantly, it’s time for me to take the big step of living my dreams. It’s time for me to take myself seriously and focus on becoming a full time novelist, instead of working the novel in around everything else.
In order to do that, I had to make some difficult decisions. Revamp my life in order to switch the good for the better. I had to figure out what was right for me. I cut many things out of my life. This one was the hardest.
I have left Shock Totem Magazine. It was the most difficult decision that I’ve made in a very long time. The staff at ST have become my family, and I love them madly. But I realized that leaving doesn’t mean I love them any less. I’ll still play on the forums and join the contests. I’ll still write stories with John and razz Ken and coo over their sweet Baby Z with Sarah. But I will no longer be spending time on the magazine. I’ll be dedicating it to my own work.
It’s hard to leave. ST is part of my identity. But hopefully this will help unlock the things that I want out of the rest of my life.
I love you guys.
Roger Bellini and his co-editor Rebecca Lovatt are currently running a Kickstarter campaign for their amazing fantasy anthology, Neverland’s Library. I was recently unlocked as a tier author. (Hooray!) If you or somebody you love (or hate, for that matter) would like to be written into my story as a main character, as well as receiving a handmade voodoo doll of yourself (or them), then come donate! Come check it out here!