The Day My Son Swooned

I forgot to post yesterday so today you get a dramatic but true tale of my 18 year-olds swoon. My editor Kilian is in the hospital right now, so while I will give this a once over please overlook mistakes due to no Kilian, and the emotional content I am typing. All...

Juggling Explosives

Last night I had a minor melt down. I managed to hold off until the kids were in bed then the ugly thoughts and tears began. Now my overly emotional state might have been caused by the email saying I hadn’t placed in a writing competition I’d entered, the fact that I...

Taking the Day Off

Yesterday I went out on a date with my hubby. Both the kids were in school, he didn’t have work, and I took the afternoon off. And it was amazing. We just walked around downtown. Nothing spectacular and yet it was perfect, because I needed a break from everything. I...

I hate 8 p.m. at night

Creative brain still going, brain that controls motor function—no better than a drunken monkey. I get great ideas, all of which I write down because they are priceless, but my ability to do anything else doesn’t exist. My mind is done. The kids are in bed and I have...

Just me Begging

I have gotten such generous support for this on Facebook I thought I would post my begging here 🙂 As some of you know from following my blog I am houseparent at a group home for abused and neglected kids who have been removed from their homes by CPS. And the teens who...