Category Archives: Feel good stuff

Posts that make you feel good, happy, etc.

Letter to Santa

Photo Credit: dangaken via Compfight cc

Photo Credit: dangaken via Compfight 

Earlier this year, I joined a fabulous writing group called Tuesday Night Ink, which is made up of some kick-ass talented writers. The group follows the Amherst Writers & Artists’ method, which is pretty simple: “Every person is a writer, and every writer deserves a safe environment in which to experiment, learn, and develop craft.”

I can’t tell you how wonderful it is to have your writerly confidence polished and spit-shined during these sessions, instead of rubbed raw and spit upon, which is how some writing/critique groups do things. Don’t get me wrong—critical, constructive criticism has its place; I’ve had my share and hope to have more because when done correctly, a writer who is open to it can flourish. But there’s nothing like entering what one of the members calls that “sacred space.” It makes putting your writing out there that much easier.

Along with the generous gift of these writers’ time and attention to each others’ words, two of them also gave me a shiny, new title: Nonfiction Editor of 3Elements Review. These two members are the Editor-in-Chief and Managing Editor of 3Elements, and they flattered me when they asked me to join their staff not too long ago. Here’s proof of the honor they’ve bestowed on me, and where you can also see their lovely photos and read their bios.

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Time For Little Hyenas, I Mean Hiatus

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Photo Credit: BKbral via Compfight cc

It’s time for another blogging break. This will be my last post until December and you know what that means: I won’t be blogging again until December.

The wild call of fiction-writing known as NaNoWriMo is yapping in my ears—not unlike those adorable little dudes up top. Why do they have to turn out to be such assholes? The hyenas, I mean. Not my writing. Although it can be kind of offensive sometimes (see below).

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The COMIC BOOX BOX…Coming to the Rescue of Comics Everywhere!

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It’s time to reveal the reason for my recent little hiatuses (here and here) and all my Vaguebooking on Facebook (I know, really annoying). My husband and I are introducing our “baby” to the world: the COMIC BOOX BOX.

Last Saturday we took our little darling on her first outing to Capes Kafé for a comic-themed event called Capes Crafts & Cosplay, put on by Market Day Iowa.

She was very well-received, and we were so proud!

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Our little half-pint, literally. She’s half the size she’ll be when she’s all grown up.

We’ll be launching our Kickstarter campaign in early 2015 so we can make thousands more of our little offspring. For those of you who don’t know, Kickstarter is a crowdfunding platform where creators and backers come together to bring all sorts of wonderful little babies into the world. Check out their “Seven things to know about Kickstarter” page for an excellent tutorial.

We’d be honored if you’d take a look at our baby’s birth announcement on our website, Facebook and Twitter pages. And to stay on top of all the latest COMIC BOOX BOX news, be sure to subscribe to our email list—we’ll be sending messages to subscribers as we ramp up to the launch of our Kickstarter campaign and of course when it’s live.

The utility belt is to Batman what the COMIC BOOX BOX is to comics…the ultimate storage solution.

Thanks for your support!


Thirteen Tidbits I Learned About TYOGs

My TYOG (with the daisies on her tookus) and her best TYOG friends

My TYOG (with the daisies on her tookus) and her best TYOG friends

After last week’s bleak post on suicide I felt I needed to lighten it up a bit. Nothing will inspire levity like spending four hours with a giggling gaggle of thirteen-year-old girls (TYOGs).

We had our daughter’s thirteenth birthday party this past weekend. What started off as one of the pissiest moments of my week (don’t even get me started on the reservation bungle for our apartment complex’s clubhouse) turned into a multi-hour research project for my two YA works-in-progress. Here are thirteen tidbits I learned about TYOGs.

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Hoarding: One Woman’s Manifesto

How many of you watched “Hoarders” on A&E? Be honest! I bet most of you. I have. It’s like looking at a smooshed kitten on the side of the road—you can’t help stare at the horror even though you’d rather stab your eyes with toothpicks to keep from seeing it.

Thankfully the docuseries ended in 2013 so we’ve all been spared further heebie jeebies. Until the next equally disgusting reality show comes along. “Dating Naked” on VH1 looks promising. (Is “reality show looks promising” an oxymoron? Are you a moron for watching it? That’s on your conscience…mine is clear.)

Last year my husband lost his corporate drone job and we decided to downsize so we could lead a more frugal and “real” life—and so we could afford the occasional Americano from Zanzibar’s. We went from a 2,300 square-foot home to a 1,400 square-foot apartment. If you want to see an example of what the opposite of our “cottages” look like, take a read through Sharon Hughson’s recent blog post where she let her readers into the world of Portland’s Street of Dreams.

We had to get rid of a lot of stuff, including entire rooms and an entire floor (like a library, fourth bedroom and basement) most of which we’ve realized a year later we really didn’t need.

The point is, I do not hoard. I can get rid of useless, unnecessary crap with the best of them. With the exception of my one vice. My one obsession.

The reading list on my Safari browser.

It is enormous.

It is ridiculous.

It is out of control.

And I blame you, you Internet bastard.

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