All posts for the month March, 2011

It’s been a busy couple of weeks.

One of those weeks was spent in California which featured several noteworthy events, most of which center around seeing old friends and missing LA. However the main reason for my trip, and by far the best experience was my first ever featured speaking event as an author! It was held on Saturday March 19 ( I know! I know! I’m a bit behind.) at the Ontario Public Library as a part of Women’s History Month.  The audience was marvelous and asked tons and tons of great questions.I had a blast talking about anything and everything from my writing routine to my favorite authors to whether I prefer DC comics or Marvel. I’m definitely looking forward to the next time I get to engage with fellow book and fantasy nerds again! 🙂

This past week was spent frantically running around in preparation for this weekend. What is so special about this weekend, you ask? Well, just sit tight and I’ll tell you… …. … I’m going to my first Sci-Fi convention in WAYNE, NEBRASKA! I’ve never in my life been so excited about going to Nebraska. Usually the extent of my involvement with the Cornhusker State is rooting against them when Missouri Tigers play them in college football. I think I’m all ready to go. The biggest project I had was building a stand for my banner (which is Gorgeous!!!) using an old IKEA kids dresser as a base. It’s super cool. Storage and bling together at last!

In other news, check the 2011 Appearance Schedule to see where I’ll pop up next. I’ll make sure to blog as events are added. So far 3 are confermed. It’s time to get this show on the road and sell some books!

Monday it snowed 2 inches! It was practically shorts weather this weekend and it snows 2 inches overnight. Gotta love the Midwest.

My Dad putting on the finishing touches

My Dad decided to take the opportunity to get in one last snow-thing. Can you guess what it is?

Attack of the Snow Serpent!!!

Beware the Snowtooth Snapjaw! Now in color!!!

I remember now why I stopped playing in the woods at this house.

THORNS and spiders.

I remembered about the spiders, but forgot about the thorns.

This morning instead of going to the gym like I normally would I decided that I’d take an hour walk around in the woods because it’s warm and it’s early enough in the year that there won’t be spiders. I used to play in the woods all the time and it’s been years since I’ve explored the 90 acres we live on. A large part of the motivation for this little walk was to check out my old tree house which never got the use it deserves. I wanted to see how well it’s held up to more than a decade of neglect.

It looked better than I expected. There was a rotted board on the deck but everything else looked pretty much exactly how I remembered…except for the two raccoons. I definitely don’t remember two raccoons living there the last time I checked. I almost didn’t see them until it was too late. I opened the door and glanced around surprised it wasn’t filled with leaves like the last time I checked. I did notice a couple of hornet’s nests on the ceiling, so I bent to grab the branch laying on the deck to knock them down when movement at the corner of my eye caught my attention. It was a BIG raccoon looking generally sleepy and bewildered at the fact that there was now a giant hole in the wall with a human standing in it staring at him. At first I thought there was just one, but then I saw the other one tucked underneath the branch that runs through the west corner. Sure that if I tried to chase them off that they’d claw my face off, I quickly shut the door and left. I’ll let my dad deal with them.

Who are you and why are you in my house?

After that I wandered over to the Back 40 to check that out. I honestly don’t think I’ve been over there more than a dozen times in all the years we’ve lived here and I couldn’t remember why. Now I do. It’s practically overrun with thorn…plants. I have no idea what kind of plant they are, all I know that there are multiple species and one is a tree that looks like nails are growing from it. They are seriously long enough to kill you if you run into them hard enough, and I’m not even exaggerating. Most of the thorn plants seem to like to grow in long sticks springing from the ground in clumps then weave themselves together in an impassable thicket of pain.

Even then everything was fine until I decided that I didn’t want to walk home the way I came and to walk INTO the thicket.


I’m starting to think it’s the fresh air. Maybe I should give it up for Lent. Doubt it could hurt much more than thorns.

Anyway within 10 feet I was completely stuck. Surrounded on all sides with stupid clumps of thorn sticks. You can’t just bully through unless you like thousands of little scratches that hurt like paper-cuts or to rip massive holes in your clothes. I didn’t even know which way to go. I couldn’t go back, because I’m stubborn about backtracking, sometimes for no good reason. It’s an awful feeling to be completely surrounded by thorns with no obvious way out, knowing that no matter which direction you pick you’ll find more thorns. The worst part was discovering an unnoticed thorn stick plants by accidentally smashing it with my inner thighs. Or having little thorn sticks fall into your boot tops.

At least I finally got out. Just like everything else you’ve just got to keep moving forward even when there are no good options and it’s your own stupid fault that you’re surrounded by uncaring thorns…

Whoa, got a little deep there. Now if you excuse me I’ve got some cuts to take care of.

I just finished my first day as a substitute teacher. So far so good. At least I’m pretty sure I didn’t mess up. We’ll see if they call back. I have to admit that I wasn’t expecting a call this morning. It was really weird to have to be woken suddenly at 7:20am and rush and be at school asap. Felt vaguely familiar. 😛

Being on the other side of the desk is rather a surreal feeling. So is sitting with the teachers at lunch. Walking over to the table with a tray in hand not knowing exactly what to is never fun no matter how many times you’ve been through that first lunch hour ritual. I have nearly 20 years of being a student under my belt, being the teacher is…new. And the Middle Schoolers weren’t nearly as terrifying as I thought they should be. Maybe I got them on a good day.

All in all it was an interesting day. I’m surprised how quickly it went even though all I did was basically sit there and do nothing. I hope I get to do it some more for a range of grades and classes. 🙂

In honor of the math class I sat through today I believe this video of Pi is in order.
Plus it sounds pretty.

I should have bought the album before I watched the movie. What album? What movie? Surely the title of this post has already given that away, but for those out there that are as Daft as I am I’ll spell it out.

The soundtrack to Tron: Legacy by Daft Punk is A-mazing.

Me late to the party? What party? I don’t party…

Ok, enough of the talking around the subject and general silliness. I know the movie isn’t even in theaters anymore, but I’ve been listening to the soundtrack constantly since I bought it a few days ago on Amazon. It’s brilliant and definitely going into my writing soundtrack.