• Balance Blogging and Living Part 2 - how life impacts blogging

    Balancing Blogging and Living, Part 2

    Life has a funny way of handing me lemons, sometimes asked for and sometimes not even close, and telling me to make lemonade. She’s determined to show me she knows what’s best for me, so who am I to argue? Apparently, it wasn’t enough for me to bow my head and say, yes, I understand why I must find a new balance. The day after I posted about finding a new balance between blogging and living, I ended up with a relatively minor infection, a very routine one in general, but one I hadn’t had for about 30 years. Between the discomfort of it and the antibiotics, I felt like…

  • NaNoWriMo: The Runaway Queen, Part 20

    “And you,” Allison responded, trying to use as few words as possible. Alyssum’s eyes darted around the immobile group. Quickly, she smiled brightly and clapped her hands before the widespread stillness could become awkward. “Come. Let us take our seats.” Landick, Talone, and Jonathan shuffled themselves around so that Allison sat opposite the sorceress and lady with Landick to her left and Jonathan to her right. With a quiet flurry, they settled around the table and serving men who had been waiting in the shadows stealthily moved forward to set down platters of various fruits and cakes and glass water glasses before silently withdrawing. “We are very honored to be…

  • The Intersection of Toddler Mom, NaNoWriMo, and Moving is Exhaustion

    I’m exhausted. I don’t think I can hang on for 10 more days. Actually, I’m surprised I made it this far. Going into November, I knew it was going to be tough. We’re moving at the end of the month and I had decided to do NaNo all while raising 2 toddlers. Even though I had it all planned out, life still happens and I didn’t count on plain exhaustion setting in. Packing with a 4 year old and 18 month old isn’t fun. There are constant pleas of “play with me” and the cries of a little girl who only wants to be held. I’ve been lucky to get…

  • NaNoWriMo: The Runaway Queen, Day 19

    Chapter 6 Three days, and twenty-four hours, after turning twenty-two, Allison found herself in the quiet company of two young women. Wordlessly, they had helped her into a simple white gown with a fitted bodice, gently flared flowing skirt, and wide sleeves that hid her hands when her arms were down. Now they were twisting her hair into an elaborate braid that would be covered by an opaque white veil attached to a tiara sporting glittering clear jewels in the shape of a lily. At first, Allison had attempted to engage them in conversation, but both had only kept their eyes averted and lips shut. It had been awkward to…

  • NaNoWriMo: The Runaway Queen, Day 18

    Jonathan woke suddenly, thrashing his covers off and nearly falling the three feet to the carpeted floor. Heart pounding, he pushed the plush comforter and silken sheets from his body with shaking hands. Taking a deep breath of the ocean air wafting in through the open window, he pushed himself from the bed and silently walked over to it. His T-shirt was drenched in sweat, so the cool night breeze made him shiver. He didn’t know what had startled him out of sleep, but he had a terrible feeling Cass was in danger. His hands gripped the window frame and he leaned out slightly, his eyes focused on the waves…

  • NaNoWriMo: The Runaway Queen, Day 17

    They rode on in comfortable silence. Chely’s ears flicked at almost every sound, even the ones Cass couldn’t hear, while Cass closed her eyes and breathed in the dark earthen scent of the forest. The dirt was damp and the air felt humid, as though a rainstorm had just come through even though the night sky was clear. Abruptly, Chely picked up her pace and, startled, Cass’s eyes flew open, a bolt of alarm striking her. “Chely?” Cass whispered . The dhakyr didn’t answer; just flicked her tail sharply. Her heart beating madly and all of her senses fully awakened, Cass leaned forward and pressed herself against Chely’s neck. Her…

  • NaNoWriMo: The Runaway Queen, Day 16

    Chapter 5 Cass buried her face in Chely’s soft mane as the dhakyr sped towards the looming forest and whatever lay beyond. Chely hadn’t been pleased about being forced from her nice warm stable stall, but Cass offered a few sweetcrisp apples and promised more. She was also sure Chely could see the panic in her eyes so hadn’t argued as hard as she could have. After all, Cass had had the foresight to purchase food for both of them so they wouldn’t have to stop for a couple of days. “You said you could run like the wind,” Cass said, her voice muffled by the mane and the air…

  • NaNoWriMo: The Runaway Queen, Day 15

    The dining hall was full, but Daniel didn’t worry about having to find a seat for supper. He was disgruntled, having been looking forward to having supper with the palace guards, but Landick’s order had been firm: the prince expected the younger prince’s presence at supper. With a plate towering with smoked meats, fish, bread, something akin to a sweet version of asparagus, and what looked like a bushy salad, Daniel ambled over to the head table where Landick was already seated. Around him, he found his sister, Arnold, Jonathan, and a pretty girl around his age. He eyed the girl with curiosity as he took the only available seat,…

  • Blog and Life Updates

    Blog updates A month ago my plan was to spend November almost exclusively posting my NaNo story and then return to my regular 3 times a week schedule of mom, books, and writing posts in December until the holidays. Well, I’m going to do Allison proud and burn that plan. Why? Because she’s a loud voice in my head and life is just too busy for me to contemplate non-writing posts. Life updates About a month ago we learned we needed to move by the end of November. My husband’s new job nowhere near where we currently live means we must move. Fortunately, we’re staying in Southern California, but…have you…

  • NaNoWriMo: The Runaway Queen, Day 14

    Chely was true to her word, much to Cass’s dismay. It wasn’t that she hadn’t believed the dhakyr; it was more of she had severely underestimated what she was capable of. Twilight was just starting to fall when they entered a neat town split in half by the dusty road, except it was paved over in the town. Unlike Baiater City, the roads were smooth and uniform in width. They were lined with stone buildings where the name of the establishment or the family name of the inhabitants were painted on the doors. Orbs of light floated down the middle of each street, flickering to life as the last rays…