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    Creative in a State of Emergency

    Right now, you can’t escape the news about COVID-19. No matter how much you want to. And being creative in a literal state of emergency? How the hell can that happen? Well, for me, getting back to writing has been a bit of a balm on my worried soul. I already have anxiety disorders, and I’ll be honest when I say this whole time isn’t helping that. Writing, however, does. It allows me to get out of my head, to get out of this current time. The second novel in the Rock and Roll Angel trilogy (which you’ll understand why it’s called that when it is done) is set in…

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    Feeling Happy

    It’s been a while since I’ve really been able to say that I am feeling happy. But here I am. Things are finally to the point where I can start new endeavours and continue with ones I’ve had going before. It’s been a long time since I’ve truly felt this way. I’m not going to say that life is perfect, but it isn’t dragging me down as hard as it has been the past while. I’ve had some news that worries me, but until I know more about it, I’m going to try not to worry obsessively over it all. I’ve also been letting go of things that actively hurt…

  • plotbunny

    Attack of the PlotBunny

    A plot bunny is a story idea that refuses to go away until it is written. The term’s origin is unknown but is known to predate NaNoWriMo. Because plot bunnies tend to multiply quickly, the term is thought to be related to the oft-quoted John Steinbeck quote about ideas and rabbits. Wikiwrimo – PlotBunny Plotbunnies are evil little creatures. They look all innocent and all of a sudden, where you had one idea, you now have twenty. They also attack without warning. You’ll be listening to your favourite podcast or song and boom idea. And it won’t go away until it is written. I remember a tradpub author going off…

  • Illness - Teddy bear under blankets with a plaster on his head

    Illness – Bouncing Back…

    For the last two months I’ve been quite ill. My lovely daughter brought home every type of virus and bacterial infection she could. While sharing is normally caring, this is one thing that doesn’t need to be shared. I caught every illness she did, and then a few extra just for shits and giggles. Things that I’ve been working on had to be relegated to the back burner and I have had to focus on recovery from this illness. Now, I’m not fully recovered by any stretch of the imagination. But I am recovering. I am slowly working on getting back to where I was, and trying to not expect…