My Crazy (and Good) Life

   What a crazy weekend.
   The Witches of Dark Root hit #1 in a lot of categories on Amazon, and at one point had a rank of #86 in all of Amazon.
   I just cant believe that and I'm still in shock. Sometimes life surprises you and I feel like I was hit over the head with a happy hammer.
   The Magick of Dark Root is also doing well, currently #1 in Women's Fiction: Fantasy.
   This has really given me the inspiration needed to plow through this first draft of The Curse of Dark Root and get it out there. I'm writing my little fingers to the bone but its a happy sort of work, the kind of work that makes me feel alive (even when I'm hermiting up)

   I feel blessed and numb and full of gratitude at the moment.
   I know that nothing is permanent and tomorrow I may fall off all the charts, but today was a really good day.

The Lines of Time

   Not sure whether to be excited or depressed.
   Maybe both.
   I woke up today with a new line on my face.
   Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?
   Now, I'm not saying I didn't already have a few lines, but I saw them brewing, chipping away at my once smooth skin day after day, year after year, until they were finally like "bitch, Im here for good, what are you going to do about it?"
   But this new line...it just snuck in, completely unannounced, and planted itself right there on a conspicuous part of my face, and it was like, "Boo-yah! See if that Strivictens gonna fix this, bitch!"
   Now those of you who read me know I'm normally not a curser and rarely use the B word, but when I'm speaking from the wrinkles point of view, I have to use a stronger word. Wrinkles aren't sweet. They aren't demure. They, along with double-chins, are the thugs of the Selfie world.
   So anyway, I have a new line, and yes I slathered on some cream, and no it didn't help.
   I'm starting to get sick of this 'aging' thing. Can I stop now? Waking up everyday to see what new fun new joke Mother Nature and Father Time are going to play on me is getting old, so to speak.
   First the boobs, then the face, what are you coming for next Time?
   I swallow, realizing the temperature in the room has dropped ten degrees.
   A cold hand rests on my shoulder and I hear the wind in my ear, or maybe its a whisper...
"You. I'm coming for you."
   Umm, was hoping for something more comforting. Maybe I'll go have a drink, and take my wrinkle and like it.

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Family Matters

Conversation with my husband after watching Season seven (episode six) of Mad Men last night.

Husband: So, um...what did you think of that scene?
Me: What scene?
Husband: You know, that scene. Did you think it was sexy?
Me: I am not having a threesome with you and another woman.
Husband: Oh. Good night.

Clean Out My Email Box or Move

Just deleted 2000 emails from my Yahoo account. And those were only emails that have accumulated since Nov 1, 2014. Most of them are from stores.
I really need to start saying "No, Thank you," when the sales people at stores ask for an email address. Of course, many of them don't even ask. As you are handing them money they simply say "email address," and I blindly give it to them.
Why? I have no idea. Maybe I'm a rules follower and I think giving people information on me just because they ask is a 'rule'. Or maybe its because I don't want to hurt their feelings. Or maybe I just don't have a very good reason for saying no without looking like a jerk.
At any rate, I've learned that just because someone wants something from me, doesn't mean I have to provide it.
The next time a sales girl asks for my email address I'm simply going to tell them I'm a Doomsday Prepper who isn't on the grid and I'm simply buying that really cute skirt just in case I need to barter with something after the apocalypse.
That should stop them.
I hope.

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