My Life
The state animal of Hawaii is… Pig.
Did I mention I love living in Hawaii? I hope I did. And this topic is not, obviously, limited to Hawaii. There are pigs everywhere in the world just about. But here in Hawaii, people love their pig. They love ‘em bacon, they love ‘em ham, they love ‘em sausage...
Warhammer 40k Space Marine
Remember I said my son builds costumes? Here's a video of the completed project. Geekalicious! Warhammer Space Marine I want to just say a few comments about the filming of this video. First, my husband set up the camera and didn't tell the kids. My daughter is in the...
Dog People
I was a cat person. Dogs were too demanding, noisy, and needy. Cats, on the other hand—just throw out some food, pet them occasionally, they’ll keep the mice down (except if old and lazy, see previous blog A Better Rat Trap) and add to quality of life with purring...
The Name Police
A rose, by any other name, would smell as sweet. Was Shakespeare right? Methinks not. I have been accused of reading too much into names. I always notice them, and roll them about on my tongue, and repeat the especially silly or noteworthy ones to my family, with...
Garage Saleing
Something about garage sales, the opportunity to get something cheap, always has me bringing home something like a second blender missing a blade or two. Why? You might ask. And the answer would be, because I could afford it and it was there. Between me and my husband...
How much pidgin should a haole use? Not much.
Driving in the car today, my son said, “Mom. You grew up here. How are you so haole? I mean I think you’d blend more.” Blend? With this hair and skin, in a place where brown is better? I don’t even try. “I know enough not to try to be something I’m not,” I said. “But...
A Better Rat Trap
We have rats. They came to my bumper crop of lilikoi (passion fruit) this summer from wherever rats come from—other people’s houses, the sugarcane fields, drawn by the music of the Rat Fairy, multiplying like Tribbles. The only good thing about this infestation is...
My Writing
The gift of insomnia
Last night I had insomnia. This is not all that unusual; as a ‘thinker’ I am unduly burdened by brain processing, and I’d been knocked out all last week by a cold and resulting cold medicine, and last night was the first time I went to bed without chemical help. Even...
Gathering Your Writing Team
I’ve been intentional about gathering my teams. I have several: health team, (primary care doctor, dentist, chiropractor, massager, physical therapist and mental health therapist, followed by various specialists as I’ve needed them.) I’ve got a financial team, a home...
D is for Daydreaming
D is for Daydreaming. Daydreaming. We all do it. Happens in a nanosecond, probably happened when you clicked on the link opening this blog. So many functions to it too: rehearsing, storing in long term memory, coming up with new ideas. Staving off boredom,...
When depleted, fill the creative well.
Creativity flows from depth of exposure to sensory input. Let me say that again: creativity flows from depth of exposure to sensory input. Without sounds we’ve known, where would music come from? Without images we’ve seen, colors we’ve boggled at, shapes we’ve felt,...
Creativity: essay #1
What is the creative process? Different for everyone, sure. For me, it’s connected to daydreaming, filling the "creative well" with sensory, auditory and visual experiences, and then making and doing stuff intuitively. Mulling, wandering, chewing a bit of grass as I...
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