Ahoy, Lands Uncharted adventurers!
Hope this finds you healthy, full of hope, and finding new ways to redeem your time so that when this period of isolation is over, you will be stronger than before. Have you taken up a new hobby? Have you read or reread that series that you previously hadn’t made time for? Try a new recipe? Organize and decorate?
|I love this sign that my middle daughter made for me!|
As today’s ‘Writer’s Life’ guest, I thought I’d give you a peek at my eclectic side. We right-brained types usually have our quirks in areas outside of writing. For me, storytelling began before I set my heart on a professional writing career.
|This is my tiniest Gnome friend, a gift from one of my besties that I placed in this funky toy VW Van.|
From elementary through high school, for instance, I can remember the anticipation of deciding what I was going to wear to school as I lay in bed at night (my brain likes to kick it into high gear when I lay down to sleep). I loved clothes and fashion and considered each day’s outfit my own personal photoshoot. Was I going for romantic? Whimsical? Vibrant? Though many of my outfits were cringe-worthy—such as my rainbow jersey shirt with my jeans rolled up to reveal my rainbow-ringed tube socks, along with my rainbow shoelaces with an extra one tied as a choker around my neck—I wore them with all the confidence of a runway model in her own personal fashion show.
|We finished our screened in porch last spring and it's become one of my favorite writing spots!|
Looking back, I see the storytelling-side of myself being expressed in each unusual outfit. In a sense I was asking myself what story I wanted to tell each day. From a ceramic bowtie (which I still have because it’s just cool) to an Asian inspired outfit with cat-eye liner to help my very blue, caucasian eyes look more slanted, I was the main character in my own little tale that only I understood. Sorry I don't have pictures to share--this was in the 80s before camera phone selfies.
|When I found this lampshade at a store I knew it was the perfect |
pairing for my 60s garage sale lamp base.
It's one of those items I would want to rescue if my house was on fire!
|Meet Shadrach, another gift from a friend. |
He keeps watch over my den and the disco ball.
|My late father drew these black and white sketches. |
He was a very creative man who also loved to read fantasy and science fiction.
My first book is dedicated to him.
Eventually my kiddos would attend a fine arts school for homeschoolers and I would get a job there teaching ballet. My favorite part of the year was choreographing dances for the spring recital. A dance is a story told through movement and its interpretation of the music. Whatever song I chose, whether it had lyrics or was instrumental, spoke to me like a story with a beginning, middle, and end.
|Tumnus helping one of many Lucys to feel safe in Narnia.|
|One of my adorable Reepicheep ballerinas.|
And although my house has colorful walls, metal ceilings, and (until recently) a red kitchen sink, I suppose it’s no surprise that once my fantasy books were published, many friends gifted me with gnomes and Bigfoot items—two characters from my Tethered World Chronicles. I’ve had fun fitting them into the decor and adding some touches of my own that remind me of my book babies (octopi and mushrooms, in particular).
So that’s a look into this particular writer’s life! Like, the whole thing :) Guess I’m comfortable being the oddball. How about you? I think we all have our idiosyncrasies. I’ve just admitted to mine and now it’s your turn!