What I Did on my Summer Vacation


It’s not the beach, but it’ll do.

Since we last left our hero aspiring author …

I started writing this update the first week of August. Since I’m just getting around to posting it, I think we can all agree this bodes well for the future. But my time away has not been completely unproductive.

June began with a minor surgery. That’s right, folks. I no longer have all of my original parts. Who needs a gallbladder or appendix anyway? On the sunny side, I earned a whole week off. Unfortunately I was too busy enjoying the good drugs and sleeping them off to take advantage of the time. From that auspicious start, the summer could only get better.

The highlights for my clan this summer have been camp, art classes, swimming, Mimi’s visit, and museum trips galore. (Blue Star Museums is a wonderful program!)

I managed to complete the sequel to Recycled, tentatively titled Reused, and sent it off to my editor and friend, Max. She wowed me with her lightning fast turnaround, so I’m working on editing and revising that now. This was a HUGE deal for me. It’s the first book I’ve written solo since the twinions were born. Honestly, I wasn’t sure I could meet a deadline (even a self-imposed one) and balance life at home. My juggling could use some work, but with the support of my amazing family, I did it! Now I’ve got to work up my courage to publish again …

We homeschool year-round, but our summer schedule is much more lax. With school starting back up here in the north and our co-op and various clubs kicking in gear, we’ll be buckling down this week. I’m super excited about the new opportunities coming up and slightly intimidated by our calendar. It’s going to be a great academic year!

What about you? Anything you feel like sharing with the class?

And I’m back…

No, really! Except for the ones below.

No, really! Except for the ones below.

Activate your most shrill, Molly Weasleyish voice.


Deactivate and end the necessity for shouty caps. Now that I’m properly chastened, allow me to explain.

Thankfully October ended. I wasn’t able to complete my These Things challenge for two reasons. The first being that family drama (of the insane variety) drowned out any happy juju I’d manage to summon through my positive thinking, which admittedly was not a lot.

The second reason is that I honestly couldn’t think of more good things to write about my father, which was depressing. I’m hoping this blockage is due more to my emotional tsunami than the actual lack of positive memories from my relationship with my father. I guess I’ll know in time…

November was Nanowrimo. I’m always going to be MIA when I participate. For those of you who care, I’ll be posting about my experience and takeaways with that next week.

December was crazy and flew by waaaaaaaaaay too fast. Seriously, I blinked and it went poof−even the smoke flitted away with unnatural speed. The only exception to this weird time vortex was the 46 hours I spent in a car with my equally sleep deprived husband, my three minimen, and the twinions, who get terribly carsick and have a love for Barney that’s bordering on the obsessive. (Aforementioned trip led to a true love/hate relationship between me and the portable DVD player.)

But now it’s January, and we’re getting back to real life!

I have a good feeling about this year. How about you?