Just in time for the holidays…

November 13, 20149 Comments

mark-in-gear-edited My friend, Mark Hunter, is having a books signing at the Noble County Public Library in Albion, Indiana. He’ll have copies of all his books on hand, including his latest, The Notorious Ian Grant.

The library is at 813 E. Main St. in Albion, and the event will be from 3:00-6:00 p.m. on Monday, November 17. Stop by and pick up some great books, chat with the author, and maybe even learn a thing or two about the history of Albion.

For more information, check out the Facebook event page or Mark’s blog.

Photo 365 #98: Warmth

November 13, 2014November 14, 20142 Comments

I used to go to a lot of horseshoe tournaments. My ex-husband played in as many tournaments as he could get to (still does), which meant I spent the summer baking in the heat at tournaments all over the state. It was a lot of fun, if you don’t mind the heat and the humidity, and sometimes I miss going. It was fun sitting around chatting with the other horseshoe wives (the ones who didn’t also pitch), and sometimes I’d go exploring whichever town we happened to be in.

The tournaments that were probably the most fun were at the state fair. They hosted tournaments everyday, with the state championships on the weekends. The horseshoe courts there used to be in a high-traffic area right across from the nicest bathrooms on the fairgrounds and close to food, so it was about as perfect a location as you can get.

One Last Conversation on the Courts

But eventually, the fair board decided something else should occupy the space next to Little Hands on the Farm, something more farm-related than an old farmers’ game, and the horseshoe courts were relocated, making way for an animal nursery. It’s a very nice nursery, but I do miss the courts being centrally located.

As we were leaving the fairgrounds after the last tournament at the old courts, I snapped this picture of the scoreboards. The way they were all out there in the middle, I had the feeling they were a bunch of old friends, standing around discussing all they’d seen in the past ten days: all the ringers, the near-misses, the celebrations and heartbreaks. Despite its bittersweet quality, this is one of my favorite pictures ever; it just feels so dynamic, as if the scoreboards had really come to life.

Photo 365 #97: The natural world

November 12, 20149 Comments

Living in a rural area is nothing if not fantastic for capturing wonderful moments in the life cycle of nature. As evidenced by my deep and abiding love for skyscapes, I’ve got no shortage of inspiration for nature-based images. And since it’s hard for me to choose just one, here are several!

Beautiful…and treacherous.

Our yard is littered with pine cones.

“Come into my chamber,” said the spider to the fly.

Just another beautiful summer day.

Tasty harvest. 🙂

This is completely unacceptable at this point in the year.

These are only a handful of the nearly two thousand pictures I’ve taken of the world around me this year alone. I feel blessed to live in such a beautiful place.

Photo 365 #96: Landmark

November 11, 20146 Comments

I pass this barn every day on my commute. Something about it stirs my soul; it just seems so forlorn sitting there among the weeds and dilapidated old farm equipment.

It’s a landmark for me because it means I’ve nearly reached my destination, that safety and friends are just a few more miles down the road. It’s strange how such a sad old building can convey such comfort.

It’s all about the people, people!

November 10, 20143 Comments

I just got the most awesome, profound comment from Justine Manzano on my post about connection. Click the link to read the whole thing, because it’s a fantastic comment.

Don’t believe me? Here’s a snippet:

Seeing people is important. It makes us kinder. It makes us wiser. And it makes us open our hearts to different people.

See? Toldja it was awesome. 🙂

Also, you should totally follow her blog because she’s a rockin’ author and a fantabulous friend. Trust me, you won’t regret it. 🙂

Photo 365 #95: Connect

November 10, 201415 Comments

Connection in a digital world. It’s an interesting concept, isn’t it? All the social networks urge you to connect with others, though how deep that connection really is really varies. For me, connection is about emotion, how those “friends” on Facebook and Twitter and Google+ and all those other places make me feel on a visceral level. I’m happy to say that those friends most often make me feel a wonderful sense of community, that I’m part of something larger than myself. So many of those friends help celebrate highs and sympathize with lows, and it’s hard to imagine life without them.

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I almost posted this image last week…

Photo 365 #94: Crossed lines

November 9, 2014November 10, 20146 Comments

It’s been almost a week since the elections here in the U.S. and I’m still upset. I’m not upset that my candidate lost (even though he did), or that two more years of Congressional gridlock are likely in store. What has me so upset is political action, believe it or not, action like this:

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This is a flyer I received somewhere around the first of the month. I actually received it twice, presumably because I have more than one child, but that’s no the point. It looks legit, right? I didn’t notice the return address till after I’d opened it and started reading.

This flyer didn’t come from my local county health agency.

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First page critique blog hop!

November 8, 2014November 18, 201432 Comments

The lovely and talented Michelle Hauck is running a blog hop to critique first pages and I am super excited to be taking part! If you’d like to join in the fun, here’s the post with all the details. Methinks the first page of The Price of Mercy could use a bit of help, but I’m not entirely sure where, so if you’ve got ideas on what would take it from blah to AMAZING, please, drop ’em in the comments below!

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Revision (The revised version is a bit longer than 250 words (think ~280), but I wanted to include everything I covered in the original entry, so you get an extra thirty words of fun). 🙂

Adult Fantasy

“Please, your Highness, have mercy. I beg you.”

“I would very much like to, sir,” Prince Vegin said. Light filtered into the gallery through twin rows of stained glass windows, exaggerating the poor farmer’s haggard appearance. “I sympathize with you, but drought or no, you’ve still got taxes to pay. I cannot simply let you go.”

“Your Highness, I’ll do anything – anything at all – only let me go back to my family.” Dirty tears carved grooves through the layers of grime on his face, but hope shone in his eyes.

Before Vegin could reply, the chamber’s heavy wooden door burst open. The prince flinched as his father stalked into the room, the queen trailing behind him. King Tol’s gaze swept the room as the court fell to its knees. The guards scattered about the room stood a little straighter, not wanting to provoke the king’s famous temper. The peasant trembled before him, suddenly afraid for his life. The prince groaned inwardly – he hated fighting with his father, especially in public.

“Vegin!” Tol’s voice boomed through the chamber. “If you’re not going to sentence this man, I’ll be more than happy to do it for you.”

The prince’s eyes narrowed.

Photo 365 #93

November 8, 20142 Comments

Alas, poor pencil, you’ve served me well:

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I’ve had this pencil for at least a decade (perhaps slightly longer). I’ve written more stories with it than I can count, and a fair few books, too. Sadly, it cannot be replaced – while they still make this particular model, the grip is no longer smooth, but patterned, and it irritates my fingers after a while. Luckily, I’ve got a backup, but one day it, too, will go the way of its brother, and then I’ll be forced to replace it with the patterned grip pencil that I don’t like.

Of course, the patterned grip is still better than the dozens of other mechanical pencil styles available.

Rest in peace, oh pencil mine. You’ve earned it.

Photo Friday: Minimalist

November 7, 20143 Comments

IMG_20131205_112005 I checked my calendar this morning and realized that – horror of horrors! – Charnele and I are out of prompts for our Photo Friday feature.

Whoops.

But then I saw that this week’s photo challenge is all about minimalism, and guess what? I just happen to have something that fits the bill. It’s a picture of the frozen condensation on my bathroom window one morning last winter. Sadly, I awoke to find condensation on the inside of the windows in our new house this morning, and it’s not even that cold yet (although we did finally break down and turn on the heat yesterday).

I hate to think what it’ll be like in another month or so when winter is in full swing.