Tribes

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I finally started on a paper and/or book I’ve been planning to write for a couple of years last night. This is to be an academic adventure, something along the lines of why I went to college in the first place. Despite being accused of never using my degree.

Maybe it was the monthly migraine that spawned it, I dunno. I was sure lightheaded and out of my mind last night. In any case, I rarely write academically. Taking over and completely revamping my husband’s paper into the full-fledged book, The Page of Cups, was the last I was able to find the time to do that. Then life happened, as it does, along with survival. Wave a small flag here, please.

For those of you who don’t know, I’ve been working to drop some of my work load for a long time now so that I can find time to be an author again. Currently that work load is light enough that I can consider moving forward. The drawback of course is that we’re being sued by one of my husband’s credit cards for not paying the bill enough. And I’m constantly grinding my teeth at night as I worry about money. But things are as they are and some of it is beyond my control. I shall write, then.

The trick is not to let it take over my time with The Heavenly Bride or any of my other adventures. In my mind it shouldn’t take me long to write this paper. I’m not aiming to put out a 10,000 page thesis, I just want to put out some brief information in regards to a topic people seem to be very ignorant about. I will tell you that my quest is historical in nature. I’m currently looking at the Middle Paleolithic Era, as far as research goes, and learned something new about homo erectus this morning. I feel special.

I do love being a scientist on the times that I can actually be one. It’s just something I’ve always enjoyed. So for as long as I’m able to write my paper without interruption I should be quite pleased with myself. But we shall see.

Time to put the paper aside for the day and return to being a comic book author and worker bee. I’ve got commissions to fill. I’ve got the next Heavenly Bride page to get going before my primary job has rush jobs for me to do….

Where Are All the Flowers….

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I thought it would be neat to give you a snapshot of some of my latest charms today. This snapshot is a week old, actually, because I never found the time to upload it until today. A couple of those charms didn’t make it and had to be undone, but overall my little workshop has been busy busy. Even with the cutter problems.

I still haven’t found a convention yet, but the truth is I haven’t really been looking ever since emailing the few that were nearby to get no real response. I’ll just keep things to internet sales a little while, especially considering the finances.

Do you remember the hardiest plant in the world? I’ve been watching the broken plant spawns flourish in their respective pots ever since. They’ve gotten big, and leafy green, and really love it when I water them. They love me in a way only a rescued plant can.

It’s actually a recently proven scientific fact that plants can sing. I find that amusing because I’ve always said that plants sing after a good rain, especially when they’ve been thirsty for so long. I have no better way to explain the outright postive energy the flora seems to put out when they’ve been watered like that. So. They sing.

The bass and tenor chorus of the hardiest plants in the world, whom I have been calling the Hardy Boys I think I told you once, appears to have acquired a soprano in the mix.

Meet my Hardy Girl.

Yes, that’s right. My girl. She’s the only one of the collection of hardiest plants that has chosen to flower. And isn’t her pink dress just the loveliest thing. You can see how robust the plants have gotten just looking at her.

The thing is, I don’t water these plants a lot. I water them maybe once a week, or every other week. So on one level I’m disappointed that the person I allowed to live in my home free for four years couldn’t be bothered to take the less than an hour a month it would have taken to water my plants. On another level, I’m really happy that these guys have survived and are looking so beautiful.

And look there. She’s about to add more lace to her sleeves. Six flower buds, if I count correctly.