• Well-Tempered Bards

    I’m A Well-Tempered Bard

      For my birthday, Lizzi gave me the best birthday present…she made me a bard over at her poetry blog! So, today I posted my first poem there. You should go check it out. 😉 In other news, there is no other news. I had what felt like a very long weekend. I began and finished reading a good book (Dorothy Must Die by Danielle Paige), continued working on knitting a shawl (not as old-fashioned as you may think), went to a Drum and Bugle Corps performance, and drank copious amounts of tea because allergies. Oh, and I also had an idea for a story about a carnival and an…

  • NaPoWriMo,  Poetry

    I Know, I Know…

    I’m really behind. I’m so sorry. We’ve almost completed the move and hope to have the last things out next week. We’ve had very minor snags and everything seems to be going somewhat smoothly, but I will be giddy when this is all over. Packing and unpacking. Trying to make things fit. Sorting away those items that don’t have a new home in the new home…it’s exhausting. On top of it, there’s writing to be done and new schedules for the kids. Somehow, I’m managing to get things settled into a system. And at least the kitchen is unpacked and clean. You have no idea how happy that makes me.…

  • NaPoWriMo,  Poetry,  Writing

    I Fell For It…Again

    I am so gullible. Naive even. I truly believed I wouldn’t fall for it, no matter what they did, no matter what they said. But my own nature betrayed me, so now it’s official. I have entered NaPoWriMo’s April Poetry challenge. My house is completely upside down right now. Chez Lunatic is indeed moving and half of my belongings, and my family’s, are in one place, and the rest in another. But I do have internet so I’m not completely off the grid, though it was a close thing let me tell ya. My two elder kids nearly lost it. I mean, seriously. If the Zombie Apocalypse happened today they…

  • Writing

    Gender Equality And Pen Names…Seriously?

    As I was having dinner last night I read something that made me do a double take. In most of our fast food places we have this little circular called Coffee News. It has these small blurbs of trivia and jokes and short posts about random facts and things. The one that caught my eye and caused a serious discussion with Big Son was about how J.K. Rowling’s publisher used her intials instead of her name (Joanne) so that the book would attract young male readers. It made me stop and ask Big Son if gender makes a difference in the books he reads as he was and is a…

  • Poetry,  Writing

    Conversation To Inspiration

    A few days ago I was talking with my second oldest son in the car and somehow the subject of empty promises came up. We were discussing how my generation was raised with parents from a completely different era and how their thought processes worked and how that affected us. One of those “things” we just came to expect was the empty promise. You know, when you promise something but don’t keep the promise? It wasn’t an uncommon thing for a parent to promise they’d do something which didn’t ever happen. And of course, we weren’t allowed to remind them because, you know, kids aren’t supposed to make their parents…

  • Blog,  Life

    Freelancing It

      Heighdy Ho, Lunatics! I know. It’s been such a long time since I’ve posted anything. I have a very good defense, however. I was well and truly ill. First, I ended up with a sinus infection that affected my inner ears and balance. It’s rather hard to write anything when what you are looking at goes a little wobbly at the edges then falls sideways and makes you feel like you are standing in an upside down room. While I was at the clinic trying to discover the reason for that, I was told my thyroid gland is enlarged. There are a few reasons for it (all able to…

  • books,  knitting,  Writing

    Writing About Knitting Is A Thing..

      Four years ago, before the creation of this blog, I had another blog. A knitting blog. Yes, where I talked about knitting specifically. I have no idea if I had any followers because I was on Blogger and didn’t have a clue what I was doing. I looked at it as an online knitting journal where I could jot down what projects I was working on, etc. During that time I began following the blog of this one particular knitter and guess what…she is a writer. Her name is Stephanie Pearl-McPhee and I’ll give you one guess what she writes about. Knitting humor. She has several books out and…

  • #BeReal,  Life,  Writing

    Just Not Feeling It

    Dear Lunatics, It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I wish I could say that there was a really good reason for why I haven’t written in so long. Well, actually, there are several very good reasons, which I am not going to talk about in a public forum. Basically, life has just been overwhelming. Mostly, though, I just haven’t felt motivated to write. Frankly, I haven’t been motivated to do very much at all lately. I’ve been reading a little bit (Middle English literature, Order of Seven by Beth Teliho, and After Alice by Gregory Maguire), knitting a lot (because it helps me take my mind off of my other…

  • Twisted Writers,  Writing

    T’was the Writing Before Christmas…

    Writing can be fun. Lots of fun. Especially when you take a writing exercise you’ve been given with a lot of tongue in cheek. That’s what I did this last weekend. I wrote about it over at the group writing blog I’m a part of and while I’m sure some of you checked it out on Monday, there may be others of you who didn’t. So, I thought I’d post the story I wrote this weekend. A few notes: first, it’s completely unedited. As I was writing, a part of my brain was thinking things like “this would make a much better opening sentence” or “I need to tighten this…

  • Poetry,  Writing

    Remember Polaroids?

    So I woke up this morning after having had a rather sad dream about my mom and Christmas, and this was what kept playing through my head once I was alert enough to become cognizant of the words. Jesi P.S. Make sure to check out my post over at Twisted Writers today. I wrote the beginning of a new story!   Snapshot By Jesi Scott   How I miss the sweetness of those days, The summer waves, And the promises of what could have been When we Were filled with possibility. If only we’d known then.   But came the autumn chill. There was a way, but we had no…