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3.31.2013

Lemon after Lemon - How About Some Strawberries!

Life has an uncanny way of screwing things up. No worries, this isn't a coming back rant moaning my woes to the world. More of an apology for completely disappearing. Not my intention. One crappy thing happened, and it seemed after the landslide followed.

I'm putting faith in the Big Guy Above that the streak of sourness is soon to be over. Quite frankly, I need faith. I'm at a point in my life where it's of the utmost importance.

I did manage to finish the first draft of Dancing Demons - whoot! Downside, I haven't been able to finish its revisions. Baby is all better now - she had the flu - and now I'm working on despoiling her a bit so she's not so literally attached to my hip. She eight months and I'm starting to worry I'm spoiling her too much. It's easy to do, though.

Anyway, hopefully this is the first in many more posts to come. I'm going to try to post at least once a week. I won't promise more.

More about writing and the ups-and-downs of life and how to get past it soon to come!!

Thanks to everyone who has followed the blog and hasn't un-followed because of my absence. You guys are the best =)

KS.

10.30.2012

Insomnia Ramble 1

Iron Man 2 is playing and everyone is asleep. Except me. Insomnia, or something like it. When thoughts I want nothing to do with plague me.  It's at night when I think about everything I don't want to remember or face, and when I do fall asleep, it's there. Haunting my dreams.  The chaos that distrupts life, makes you second guess everything.

They say all that about idle hands, but silence is the devil's true playground. All those horrible things you don't want to think about - its gets in your head and won't let you go. Driving you crazy. Making you wonder things you shouldn't. It's tough, but I like to believe I'm tougher - in the words of Amberlyn Winters, woman power; hear me roar and all that jazz. But sometimes, it just really sucks trying to be tough. Exhuasting. But something keeps me going. My family needs me; Cecily especially. An innocent in it all and so very precious to me. She's my most wonderful gift. So I have to keep going. For her and for my husband. It'd be selfish otherwise.

K.S.