I'm sitting in my living room, wrapped in blankets, steeling myself against the coming winter. The temperature outside is dropping today. The days are getting woefully short. (OMG, I miss the sun already.) The wind is whipping my 12 foot skeleton around. Yes. It's still up, and no, I haven't figured out how to dress … Continue reading Weird tidbits of everything, November edition
Today marks a big day. It snuck up like any other Sunday, in the whir and hum and blur of daily life. Chores to be done, dishes to be washed, dinners to be made, people to be cared for. Deadlines always pending, appointments, Infusions, specialists, the pandemic curveball of the week. It is easy to … Continue reading On birthdays, kidney cancer, celebration and sadness.
Follow MEEEEEE. PRETTY PRETTY PLEASE. You've heard the plea. At least once. Probably way more, because everyone wants you to follow them. The neighbor selling flower-print tights out of his basement. The sketchy web site you bought that weird gift from that one time. Your dental hygienist who's also a wannabe Youtube star. This is … Continue reading How to follow me like a cheap cult leader…
If you've poked around this blog much, you probably know that I have terminal/incurable stage 4 kidney cancer. It is aggressive. It shrugs off nearly all traditional cancer treatments. The five-year survival rate is about ten percent. Long story short, this is not an easy burden to bear. A cancer diagnosis thrusts you into an … Continue reading Today I mourn.
It’s Scaretober, y’all! Woot! Woot! October is my favorite month, so I’m pulling out all the stops. To celebrate, I’m sharing my favorite scary fun books and movies. All. Month. Long. Let’s get to it! Today, let's give a warm welcome to author Renee DeCamillis who is making her horror debut with the new novella, … Continue reading Scaretober No. 7 : The Bone Cutters, new horror by Renee DeCamillis
Okay, so, apparently I have a thing for Ohio, and I didn't realize it. The three books I've written thus far, as well as the nine more I have planned, are all set in Ohio. I didn't think that was weird until one of my New Orleans friends asked me why I didn't set my … Continue reading Why the heck are all your books set in Ohio??? Confessions from flyover ‘Merica.
I write all of my own books, and yes, in 2019, I have to actually say that so you, dear reader, can be one-hundred percent certain whose words you're actually reading. Buy my book? Those are my words, every single one. I don't hire ghostwriters. I don't lift phrases, lines or paragraphs out of any … Continue reading #copypastecris and the sad reality of book publishing
A weird thing happens when you're diagnosed with cancer: You start comparing your tumor to fruit. As in, the size of fruit. And nuts. And eggs, and other food products. And if you're really unlucky and your tumor is big enough, you'll start thinking in sports terms, like footballs. I blame the U.S. public education … Continue reading Stuck between an almond and a grape
The good news is that I have received a series of small miracles. I have moved off of the sofa. I can stand for longer than a minute without getting dizzy and nearly passing out. I can finally --after a winter that never seemed to end-- sit in the summer sun and soak in its … Continue reading Silver linings
"Moving on" from my cancer diagnosis and getting back to the business of living has proven much more difficult than I anticipated. Silly me. I should have guessed as much, but I was naive. I didn't see the mountain up ahead, my biggest challenge: Learning how to function inside a body with so many limits. See, … Continue reading Learning to live in a broken body