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Ye Olds: Do You Know What Millennials Are?

Hear ye, hear ye, Olds! Before you write, mumble, or log onto the Book Face to share that next rant about Millennials, stop to consider whether you understand who you are shaking your fist at. Let's briefly go over what Millennials are not and what they are.

Millennials are not:the kids on your lawnkids these daysany kids whatsoevereveryone who annoys you everyone who fills you with envyeveryone who is not elderly (though we're getting warmer)
Millennials are:all people born from 1981 to 1996 (as settled by the Pew Research Center)the largest book buying and reading demographicthe most educated generationold enough to drink legallyold enough to have earned a Bachelor's degreesometimes old enough to be actual Olds
Hello, this is me without a Snapchat filter on. According to this super scientific quiz by the Washington Post, I am one of the Olds because I do not have any social media apps on my phone. (Also because I'm 35 years old.) If I'm arguing with you on Facebo…
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Cover Crops

An author friend of mine hired a graphic designer and has been working with her on where to actually crop the actual cover art for her actual debut novel to be published very, very soon, which is super exciting, but that isn't what this post is about. This post is about compost! Metaphorically speaking. And now that I've got the dad jokes out of the way...

Eight years ago, I literally composted printouts of my work while dreaming that I might finish my debut and begin my novel writing career within months. Ha!


Instead, a few months later, I got pregnant. As it turned out, pregnancy and motherhood were extremely distracting from my writing goals, and I accepted that, because I wanted to make a baby even more than I wanted to make a book. Eight years later, I'm still glad I slowed down my writing to become a family woman. I was an overly optimistic young person with few important responsibilities, which is excellent for starting a family and garbage for writing a good novel.…

You Can't Get Paris Syndrome on Staycation

I just finished reading Z by Therese Anne Fowler, a novel based on the life of Zelda Fitzgerald. While Zelda's malaise was not exactly Paris Syndrome, she nevertheless had an unfavorable experience with the city and its effects on herself and her incorrigible husband.

Zelda was born into a life of luxury. She married a brilliant young novelist who got fairly rich fairly early in his life. She never needed to get a job to support herself or her family. She had only one child, who was mostly raised by a nanny. She traveled frequently, spoke several languages, danced ballet, exhibited her own talent for writing, and lived in many decadent homes and resorts in several nations. And yet, she and her husband were not as prolific at writing as one might expect, because gin is a helluva drug.

I am a strong believer in travel and adventure as creative inspirations. And yet, sometimes, travel is more trouble than it's worth.

Like when you and your husband can't get all your vacation…

Empty Basket

To celebrate the coincidence of Easter and April Fool's Day this year, my daughter is getting an empty basket.

French Easter candy usually includes chocolates shaped like fishes, which are also associated with "Poisson d'Avril," the French April Fool's that translates to "Fish of April." I understand that kids go around sticking paper fishes to each other's backs and laughing at each other. Well, why not?

April Fools is all about harmless fun, and Easter is all about breaking the Lenten fast/real-fish fry marathon with a sugar hangover, so in addition to giving my daughter an empty basket, I'm hiding fancy European candies all around the house that she can find to fill it up.

Then we'll feast on mer-bunny caviar. True story.

Happy Easter Fools Day!

Empty-Handed

The main character in Matka Danu Miklagarth is a scrappy fighter. She isn't big or strong, but she's tough as a red squirrel, with hard-callused heels and dirt under her nails and an instinct for mayhem.

In a sense, she's an alternate-universe version of myself as a teenager. I was a nice, quiet city girl growing up, but I trained in a hard, intense martial art through my tweens and teens, and I could never resist darting off into the woods and climbing trees and cliffsides when given the opportunity. My own daughter, though she is different from me in many ways, shares those inclinations.

This week, I have introduced a new practice for my family that is inspiring my writing, giving me some uninterrupted time to write one day a week, and healing a break in my heart almost 20 years old. I am sharing with my daughter Karate-Do, the way of the empty hand.

Mama knew her stuff back in the day. As a youth, I knew I'd never be very big, physically powerful, or rugged, bu…

Daylight Craving Time

Spring fever and DST jet lag have driven us to seek out a pretend springtime at a local Japanese fusion restaurant.

We have our own cherry blossom festival here in Michigan, but it won't happen until May or later. In the meantime, we are "traveling" via Little Passports through Japan's warmer climate, and I am transitioning to a different daily schedule with writing time in the afternoon instead of the morning. I do consider myself a morning person, but I'm going to try switching things up, because I am tired of waking up in the dark.

I am ready for sunshine!

Metaphorically, the ladies of the Pigasus Pen, my writing group, are all patiently awaiting brighter days ahead in our writing careers. But we're not just sitting around waiting for the sun to come out. We're working hard to be ready for the light when it comes.

Meika just released the second book in her romance series on Radish. I don't know what Radish is, because I am an old-fashioned paper boo…

Gretchen the Funny Cat

There comes a time in every desk worker's life when we need a break. Sometimes we go braindead from hours of data entry. Sometimes we get stuck in a frustrating problem. Sometimes we catch a cold that leaves us too muddle-headed to write. At these times, we turn to funny cat pictures and videos to refresh our minds.


If you are in need of a funny cat right now, allow me to introduce you to Gretchen.

Gretchen has been my therapy kitty this week as I recover from a bout of the sniffles. She likes to snuggle up and purr. She likes to look out the windows with me and say hilarious things to the wild creatures outside. She likes to hide and jump out at people with her little paws splayed out like a furry starfish. She prefers hiding places associated with nightmares and horror movies: under the bed, inside a mostly-closed closet, or behind the shower curtain.

She has an ongoing rivalry with my daughter's stuffed tiger, which she wrestles and bites on the ears and neck. Sometimes sh…