Challenges during stay-at-home lockdown

Disclaimer: I’m going to describe a family situation that irritated me. I’m only doing this because Toronto’s strict lockdown measures are getting us all beyond frustrated, plus the weather has turned much colder making outdoor activities a little less enjoyable, meaning we spend even more time inside together. I’m just saying, we’re all feeling the strain of being together so much in this small house for so long (10 months and counting). Read with a grain of salt. Don’t pity me, I’m fine. And be nice with your comments. πŸ˜‰

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The look of surrender aka frustration aka acceptance

If you’ve read here a while then you know I like to write fiction. Some of you know I write erotic/romantic fiction. Lately, I’ve been on a roll with a particular story that is now into Chapter 10, and I’m not done.

I write at the dining room table facing the open concept kitchen in front of me. The living room is to the left of me.

The family is not here for the most part – the husband teachers his college students in his basement office, the kids are plugged in to their virtual classrooms in their basement rooms.

I take those moments when they’re schooling to focus and write. All good so far, right?

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Monday blues

Good morning from a freezing cold bedroom. I had both the heater and the electric blanket going, and when I was warmed up, went to make coffee, and returned to the bedroom with my hot mug where I immediately felt overheated.

Women in midlife are such fun, eh? πŸ™„πŸ˜„

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Lockdown writing and a disclosure

I have been writing like a maniac. This is good, right?

I resurrected an erotic romance story (novel? novella?) I started about a year and a half ago with many chapters, and supplemented/edited it in the past few days. I think out of the 50k+ words, probably half are ready for an editor to go through with a fine-tooth comb. But I’ll get the rest completed first before sending it out to have it proofread. I plan on publishing on kindle.

So that’s on the romance side of things.

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Video of me talking to you

So I taped myself for you. Just a short, less than a minute long clip. I’m talking about my hair, if that means anything to you. Note, if you’re reading this in reader, the video may not show up there. I don’t know, I’ll know after I publish. If it doesn’t, just open the website. It’ll be there for sure. Happy covid Monday. My kids are forced into online learning again all week, and today was day 1 (well, morning of day 1). See you in the comments. πŸ™‚ Continue reading Video of me talking to you

Christmas Eve gratefulness

I’m cleaning.

They said they’d get it done before Christmas Eve when I asked them yesterday and the day before and the week before that.

It’s Christmas Eve and it’s not done.

Surprise!

Welcome to life with teens. πŸ™ƒ

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Fun songs with cringeworthy lyrics

I listened to the ABBA Gold album yesterday while cleaning/sweeping/swiffering/cooking with my wireless headset on my head, singing and dancing along to all the tunes.

Family gave me some sideway glances. I didn’t care!

Dog was… confused, but guess what? I didn’t care!

I amazed myself that I knew the words to most of the songs…

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Life lessons: sketching nude models (part 2)

This post is the second part of a story I recalled while walking down memory lane. It involves a life drawing class with nude models. It may interest you to read part 1 first, and I would highly encourage you to read the comments, as well.

Given the interesting events of the first nude model drawling class, and the subsequent attention from a male student in a dorm, I spent the rest of my week fretting.

Partly I was intrigued about the the philosopher student’s offer to pose nude for me in the name of ‘practicing’ my sketching. But it was weird; he was a few years older, and he had a fiancΓ©e I had never even seen in the dorm.

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