Last night we spent the first night in our new house as a complete family.  Cayden ended up crawling into our bed in the middle of the night because it was so weird for him to not be in the room he has known, loved, and marked on for the past 5 years and change.  The overcrowded bed had me getting up at six this morning, so now I am sitting outside ( Read more... )

Selling off about 2/3 of my books, 2/3 of my yarn, and a bunch of other stuff.

Mantra for the day:  My possessions do not define me.  My possessions do not define me.

So, Livejournal.  I need some help ( Read more... )

Matt and I have decided that the best bet for right now is for him to seek a Master's degree in something he would really like to do with the rest of his life.  His time with his current company has been bittersweet, and that time ends today as he works his last shift from 6p-6a tonight.  Tomorrow, he will begin researching options for going to UK ( Read more... )

Matt has a second interview for a job in Cinci tomorrow morning.  Put on your prayer panties.

It would mean moving 80 or so miles from the land that I love (Lexington), but close enough to come visit every once in awhile.

Thanks for all your kind thoughts, everyone.  And once again, if you need a hilarious and talented writer, I'm your girl.

Matt was laid off yesterday.  So if anyone know of a job for a fantastic writer who just doesn't happen to have a degree?  Lemme know!

In other news, I'm working on a novel right now, but it might take me a few days to get back into the right headspace.  Right now I just keep thinking I should sell everything I own and live off the land.

My poem, "Fairest of Them All" is now available at Asinine Poetry.

Please come check out my brilliance and let me know what you think.

I have come to the conclusion that I am not as fabulous as I thought I was

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Right now, I am taking a Creative Nonfiction course, and it has caused me to put an analogy to what I’ve been trying to do with my yearly blogathon entries, my 24-hour comics, and my writing in general, so without further ado, let me go on about that at length for a bit.

As a simple fact of being people (and now my brain is firmly in Soylent ( Read more... )

I am trying very hard to be the person I should let myself deserve to be.

Renee Rigdon is Genre Impaired