Last night I went to a reading at Camalli's Book Store in Bend. I listened to a story about a tiny man named Ron, a story about death and deer, and a toddler-in-charge story. It was a strange mixture of images for one evening, and I wonder what might happen if that tiny man were to picnic with the toddler on the lawn where the deer grazes. The more I think about it, the more it gives me the creeps. Still, it's that type of experience that sometimes leads to awesome story ideas, and I think I will ponder that some more.
I am first and foremost a wife, mom, friend, sister, and daughter. I'm also a freelance and fiction writer, a workshop facilitator, a dogwalker, wine lover, and warm-weather fan. What I most want in life is peace.
Start with one husband. Add a few kids, sometime while you're in your thirties. Blend well. Add two or three schools. Move to another location, two or three times. Add a few pets. Mix well. Stir in sports, doctor appointments, broken dishwashers, pimples, technological breakthroughs and breakdowns, and parents who insist on getting older. And a cat with a sensitive stomach. Increase blender to high speed. Finish with hot flashes and inexplicable mood swings. Serve daily and enjoy!