Today I had my first book signing (nobody really tells you that any "firsts" as an adult pretty much come with a side of terror/quaking in one's boots -- and yes, those were literal boots for me today because Texas). I found the prospect terrifying, yes -- but it goes well with 2018's theme of … Continue reading Baby’s Firsts (Boldly), and a Word about Accessibility
Dear 2017, As tempting as it was to leave this at, "Bye, bitch!"...I feel there is more that needs to be said, in fairness. Thank you, 2017, for showing me that what I thought were mortal wounds -- though they be grievous and still-unhealed -- weren't. Thank you for arranging it, somehow, such that even … Continue reading Dear 2017
What is the most powerful sentence in existence?
Thanks to Facebook's "On This Day" feature, it was brought to my attention that my latest ink is a year old today. [Clearly it's time for something new!] It's been quite a conversation-starter, this particular tattoo. It's just line work, but it's different enough to make people stop and ask, "What is that? What does … Continue reading Happy Birthday to…my Ink?
When I was in second grade (back when dinosaurs still roamed the earth), our report cards were handwritten. There was a nice long section on the back for comments from the teacher -- none of this comment-by-number computerized mess. I always received glowing praise about my "sunny disposition" or my good grades -- except one … Continue reading What Optimism Isn’t
The first thing I saw on Facebook this morning, September 11th, 2017, was a photo of the Twin Towers on a corporate page with the caption, "Never Forget." The first comment, which was apparently a troll attempt (given other factors), was along the lines of, "Hmph. Grief porn. Get over it." My knee-jerk reaction was … Continue reading Sixteen Years On: Never Forget?
I was going to write about this topic even before the despicable events of Charlottesville, VA. Now it feels even more timely and relevant. I freak out about spiders and jellyfish, but my greatest fear has nothing to do with creepy-crawlies or stinging sea critters. I call it "Born-raised-lived-died." Born-raised-lived-died is the unfortunate tendency, easily … Continue reading Born-Raised-Lived-Died: My Greatest Fear
These are troubling times, friends, at least if you're American and not glued to 45's terrifyingly incompetent ass. Yesterday, he announced a ban on transgender men and women serving in the military in any capacity. He followed that up later with an all-caps statement that in this country, "We worship God!" (Wake up, non-Christians! He's … Continue reading It’s Time to Speak Out. Where are You?
As most of y'all know, my grandfather died in late January (we were very close). Two and a half weeks later, one of my longtime closest friends abruptly terminated our friendship and all contact (it wasn't as sudden for them as it felt to me, but that's not my story to tell and, frankly, I … Continue reading Healing, aka The Life You Have
Should you marry someone of a different faith? That depends on the faith and on who you ask...