Whew, it's been too long since I've been here! I've been overwhelmed these past two weeks with getting everything done post-vacation. There's been scouting and soccer practices and everyday stuff and then there was impending Halloween. Well, me being me, I had to make my kids' Halloween costumes. I have three kids. This is what the experts call, in their experting wisdom, "Nuts". But that's never stopped me before! I dove in, busted some hinder... and still didn't have enough time to make the baby's costume, so I wound up getting one at the store (on sale, so I really didn't spend any more than I would have on supplies to make it). Again, me being me, I feel horrendously guilty that I didn't make it. What kind of lazy, shiftless, good-for-nothing mother am I, anyway? My daughter is a Rainbow Fairy, my youngest is a lion, and my eldest is, obviously, Mario. Thanks be to the person who snagged a blanket from the local casino (the name was printed on it) and then gave it to the Goodwill, it was the perfect amount of cloth! My daughter's costume took, er, just a bit longer... inspired by a costume we saw at Jo-Ann Fabrics (I wasn't paying for the rack one, it was over $50!), I used scrap fabric for the tunic, and picked up the rest. The Jo-Ann I normally go to is relocating, so they're having a giant clearance sale; I got all the rest of the stuff for $15. There are 10 different colors of net (including the pink I didn't have a place for, so I covered the wings from her Renaissance Faire fairy costume with it). The bottom didn't look right so I sewed in some scraps of extra white netting; kind of a cloud-like effect. It, surprisingly, didn't take as long as I thought it would. But that's just the skirt. Also, it didn't want to close, so I had to sew ribbons along the back and tie each layer individually. Then she decided she wanted rainbow puffballs on the tunic, so I did those by hand. And she wanted a bracelet with puffballs, so I did that. And I thought a fascinator would be nice; so I did that.
...So I've been a little busy... It's now November and alleluia. November for writers, of course, means NaNoWriMo, that legendary month where writers across the land disappear into their work caves, never to reemerge until the first of December, bleary-eyed and unshaven, clad only in bathrobes and a persistent smell. It is the peculiar insanity of the writer that we desire this state of being above all else. Nearly. Well. Kind of nearly. I do desire it. But kids have this weird thing called "wanting to be fed". I know, right? And then they want to spend time with you, and have you read to them. And it's kind of funny, but you don't mind it. Much. There will come a year I will do NaNoWriMo. But it is not this year. Or last year. Or the year before that. Or, probably next... you know what, let's just keep this indefinite. But in the meantime, I will devote my energies to cheering on my fellow writers attempting this quest. One of those fellow writers is a great gal I met on Twitter. Having a fantastic time connecting on there, tons of lovely people (hi all!). The Ardent Pen has her own blog where she posts colorful fiction, so far all of it her own work. So I was supremely flattered when she asked if I would like to guest post a story. I mean, my goodness. Me, a guest post. Lawks. I didn't have a story ready to go, and especially a Halloween-ish story, as requested, appropriate for the posting time and all. But I had a month. So, I figured, no rush, I'd think of an idea eventually, no need to tax my brain- and there it was. I still didn't have time to really work on it, since we were leaving for vacation; so I waited and did it in the car. Thank goodness for handy-dandy notebooks (and 17 to 18 hour car drives!)! Wrote out nearly the whole thing, then finished it on the computer when I got back. Tweaked it a bit and sent it out. You can read it here. And please do; I'm rather proud of it. :) * For those who are attempting NaNoWriMo: you are brave. You are amazing. You have my utmost admiration. And you can do this. I'll be here for you. Right after I clean applesauce out of my kid's hair. *Even if I did use the word "wrote" when it should have been "written". Argh. One of those aggravations that jumps out at you AFTER you send out the damn thing. Hopefully nobody else noticed. :D
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Cindy
11/2/2015 04:16:15 pm
Link to story???
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Rebecca
11/2/2015 04:46:34 pm
Hi, Mom. I'm presuming you mean the hyperlink wasn't active? I'll check it. It showed it was active when I typed the post, but weebly's been acting up lately...
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