Changing Seasons

Summer’s coming and the winds of change are actually pretty damned unpleasant this year.

The school year is ending for Youngest Spawn: she is preparing to venture forth on her first ever Music Tour.

For those unfamiliar with the practice, it is (for our school) a 5-day “family road trip” filled with musical performances, team building activities, educational side-trips, and some general fun.

This year’s trip, like everything else related to the Music Department this year, is a bitter-sweet finale to the year as it is the last such trip to be lead by the school’s much-loved music director.

There will be a new director: one who has a background with the unique entity that is our music program… and her selection as his successor brings comfort and hope that the Music Family will continue as the incredible force for good it has been since Eldest Spawn was first handed a recorder.

But wait, there’s more…

Music isn’t the only department saying goodbye at our Jr High/High School.

The lead Visual Art teacher is retiring at the end of this year. A fine, kind man who planted the seed of artistic expression in The Third, nurtured it while she was his student, and continued to nurture it even after she moved to a different school.

And… y’know… since that’s not enough… the Language Arts teacher who has kept the drama program alive is also retiring at the end of this year.

So – in case it’s not clear – our Jr High/High School is saying goodbye to its entire Fine Arts instructional staff.

As you may imagine, this is not a situation that brings me joy.

And… y’know… because being Mom isn’t enough…

Our facilities at the Day Job are being cut basically in half. My employment is not in jeopardy (parents, you can put the brakes on the panic) but the location of my desk is… well… pending.

Should I remain in my position, my desk will be moved elsewhere in the building upon completion of construction, remodeling, and reallocation of space.

But… (you knew there was one, didn’t you?)

My own beloved mentor/office manager/dear friend is retiring, too!

Should all the moving parts of our hiring process align (which is somewhere in the vicinity of if all goes according to plan), I will be taking her place.

I have done her job before (while she was away) and she has been actively training me to take over her position for a couple years. Our boss talks about me moving to that position as if he can circumvent the labyrinthine process by sheer force of will. Every member of our work unit believes I am the best person to step into that role.

But none of that changes the fact that she is retiring and, while I may indeed end up in her position, I can never take her place.

More about writing next time…

For now…

Thank you for helping pick me up after the winds of change knocked me over. As a very wise woman has told me often…

This, too, shall pass.

She’s ba-aa-aa-ack…

Unfortunately, my prediction from late February was accurate.

I had NO time for anything between my last post here and the wedding celebration.

But…

Mr & Mrs Asdell-Baize under the sword arch.
Eldest spawn and The Boy… now Mr & Mrs…

We pulled it all off and it was pretty damned amazing… if I do say so myself.

Now, after a couple weeks of down-time (or what passes for down-time in my life), it’s time to get back to doing all the rest of the things I do.

You know… four different writing projects, a couple college courses, the Day Job, the craft thing… but hey – at least I’m back.

Stay tuned, friends…

For Whom the Bell Tolls…

In case you haven’t heard, Eldest Spawn and her long-time partner in crime are going to go ahead and make it official.

The Boy proposed New Year’s 2018 – right after midnight – and they’ve been hemming and hawing about a date since then.

Now, with an impending 800 mile relocation, they decided it was best to tie the knot before they leave the homeland.

Being a fairly decent event planner, it’s ended up being my job – which is fine. It keeps the budget (super thin shoestring) in check and keeps other local wedding planners from having to deal with me as MotB.

Because seriously, friends… let’s face it… nobody wants to deal with me in full-blown, big budget, MotB mode. That’s a horror novel waiting to happen.

Sadly, this may mean I fall behind here. My plan is not to but my planning skills are being used elsewhere.

I promise not to forget you’re here and I won’t forget to write – trust me, I’m going to need the down-time.

Until next time, friends…

Celebrate love in the ways that fit your life.
The ones who love you won’t mind and the ones that do mind don’t matter.

Fans or Fame

Book Heart

With Valentine’s Day right around the corner, I wanted to take a minute to just say thank you.

You see… I’ve been on this particular journey for about a decade now and odds are pretty high that, if you’re reading this, you’ve been with me every step of the way. There have been times – though you may not have known it – that I couldn’t have kept going without you.

Dreams of being a famous author are just that… dreams.

Will I keep reaching for them? Sure.

But it’s far more important that you precious few who have been here all along know that your support is far more valuable.

Even when you curse my name.

Even when you grumble about my cruelty.

Even when you stop reading long enough to glare in my general direction no matter where you are.

Still, you keep reading.

You keep asking for more.

And I know I’m doing my job.

Thank you, my friends.

Seykolova’s Craft Stash

I told you, before, that I did other things in my copious (non-existent) amounts of free time…
I may even have shared a link or two.

The time has come, the walrus said, to talk of many things…

Wait… that’s not it.

I’ve decided that, in an somewhat thought-out attempt to keep myself together, that it was time to bring all my projects together.

To that end, you’ll notice a new tab in the top menu for Seykolova’s Craft Stash.

If you’re looking for fun, quirky, unique gifts… well… if you’re here, you already know kind of how my brain works. Aren’t you at least a little curious?

Drop Point Disaster

Yes.

It’s true.

Heroes of Vadim Episode II – Drop Point Disaster is now available!

Just when you thought it was safe to pull out your dicebag…

Lauren and her friends are doing what they love: continuing to live their ultra-geeky lives to the fullest.

The others had managed to put their adventure in Vadim behind them: coming up with every excuse in the book – and making up a few- to convince themselves it didn’t really happen…

Except that it did…

Once More With Feeling…

Here we go again.

Rushing headlong into the New Year with me sitting here in front of my computer getting ready to tell you that I really plan to do better this coming year.

It could be worse, I suppose.

I could have so many things not to do that the only thing left would be to write novels and leave long, meaningful messages here for you.

Ah… wouldn’t that be lovely…

Here’s to the new year!

To meeting new friends, reaching new heights, and reading new books.

Yup.

New books.

Stay tuned, my friends…

Happy 2019!