Wednesday, December 4, 2019

December IWSG




It's winter! (At least, in my mind, if not officially.) Happy, happy snow-time! We've had two good snowfalls, each around 5 to 6 inches. Pretty decent. Not enough to cancel school, though. It's also drive-yourself-crazy-getting-ready-for-Christmas time. Yeah. How's that shopping coming along?



Christmas Lights



Time for a break to celebrate being an insecure writer with our fabulous host, Alex J. Cavanaugh, and his merry band of co-hosts (kind of like Santa and his elves, no?): Tonja Drecker, Beverly Stowe McClure, Nicki Elson, Tyrean Martinson!

December's optional question: Let's play a game. Imagine. Role-play. How would you describe your future writer self, your life and what it looks and feels like if you were living the dream? Or if you are already there, what does it look and feel like? Tell the rest of us. What would you change or improve?

Hmmm. Let's see. Well, first, I would have to fast forward at least five years into the future in order to get both kids out of my hair and into college. Or else there would be no time for writing, because right now it's all homework, study, prepare for concerts, recitals, endless meals, and even more endless laundry. Blah. 

Once the kids are off skipping class to sleep in studying to become brain surgeons, I'll be happily typing the final draft of my follow-up to my debut bestseller. My amazing agent emails me that the blurb will be from none other than Stephen King himself(!!!), and that I'll probably have an interview on either The Today Show or The Tonight Show, when it comes out. (I nudge them toward the Tonight Show. I hate getting up early.) My publisher's marketing gurus have sent me brilliantly beautiful cover art possibilities, and just as I type the words, "The End", super agent calls. The movie rights to my first book have been sold. Hot dog!


Fireworks



Okay, that was fun. Back to reality. It's time to go pick up the kids and survive another 6 hours of algebra, causes and effects of global warming, American foreign policy in the late 1800's, and the really hard part: figuring out what's for dinner. 

To those about to parent, we salute you!

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*HEXtraordinary* : Cranky Baby Mandrake




How was your Thanksgiving?

As we started our yearly tradition of going around the table to talk about what we were thankful for, there came a high-pitched squealing and screeching from a plastic-wrapped sweet potato in the microwave--a sound eerily similar to the chorus of baby Mandrakes from Harry Potter (2? I think). Needless to say, the dignity of the moment was tossed aside and my daughters and I almost fell on the floor laughing while my husband shook his head.

As a writer, I am thankful for the never-ending insanity delivered daily from family life. 

What are you thankful for?




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