New Addition

In the spirit of my ever present quest to find new inspiration, new writing tools, and new decorations for my areas of the home (and my family remodeling our old church building home), we went to an open house/estate sale today. (did I say NEW? Yeah RIGHT!) Among old dishes, old furniture, and VHS tapes was an unassuming brown box with a twine handle. The tag said $25 and I walked away with a heavy heart…My Great-Grandmother bought everything at a garage sale for a quarter or NO DEAL (to hear her tell it anyway) and I inherited some of those genes.

My new Toy! (ok, Decoration...)

   My new Toy! (ok, Decoration…)

I told my mother that I just couldn’t do the $25 but as they were garage sale surfing later, would she please keep an eye out for one at a cheaper cost. I’ve always wanted a little brown box like this. A few minutes later she and Dad came back out of the house and Dad unceremoniously plopped this bad boy into my lap with a “Merry Christmas” before closing my car door again. It seems the $25 came down to $10 when they bought a large couch and painting as well! To say I’m excited would be an understatement. I’m decorating with this sucker…I have an antique entry table with little spindly legs that will look GREAT holding this in the writer’s loft.

Oh wait, I forgot the best part about this particular case:



It comes with a retro type writer! I’m seriously considering checking into finding a roll or two of typewriter tape for this guy so I can do a few short stories on him for good luck and the experience of my words slapping themselves onto the paper one swift letter at a time! I geeked out hard and it doesn’t look like the nerdy grin is going away any time soon. You know what, I wouldn’t have it any other way! I’ve been a writer, bibliophile, and nerd my entire life. Why stop now when it’s finally getting good?

I'm So SO SO SO SO SO Excited!

I’m So SO SO SO SO SO Excited!

Do you have any little quirks, retro decorations, or other pieces that you’ve always wanted or already have? TELL ME ABOUT THEM! Slap a picture in the comments if you want to…I LOVE hearing from you!

May your days be filled to the brim with anything you might need in them. May inspiration knock on your door and refuse to leave. May the sun shine brightly upon your path and lead you to your typeset!

Too School for Cool

so true.  I always get the weirdest looks from people when I am super enthusiastic about things.  And I'm like, what? You mean you never met someone who loved being alive?  You mean YOU don't love being alive?  Dude, that sucks I'm sorry.

When I tell people what I do I usually get one of two reactions:

  1. “You’re an author??” look of mingled concern, incredulity, and very slight admiration. “No wonder you live with your parents at the age of almost 30 and are still single. Wow. Cool. Good for you following your dream!”
  2. “You’re an author??” gleam of narcissistic hope lights behind eyes. “sweet! I always wanted to write but work/school/family/friends/etc. got in the way. I have tons of short stories/half-finished novels/poems at home just waiting for me to find the time. Would you like to read some??”

Somewhere between ½ and ¾ of the time both reactions happen in the same person within seconds of each other. Most of those people are not ones that would ever illicit the idea that they enjoy writing. In fact, some of them are individuals that I didn’t know could write more than their name and the title of their favorite store. However, the truth is that no matter how ‘un-writerly’ someone seems to us, everyone has a story. The difference is, I display mine and revel in the telling of it.

When you add to that my education degree, upcoming first full year of teaching, and various other interests (movies, books, music, playing music, games, etc.), you get the formula for a lot of name calling in the fashion of ‘nerd’, ‘geek’, or ‘dork’. Even my vague sense of fashion has been described as ‘nerdy bohemian teacher type’ (which is better than the weird geek bohemian hippie goth that I got called a few years ago…not even sure how that happened!).

You see, we all get told from an early age that brains and quirk are important, more important that our looks even. But then we learn better. By the time children reach elementary school, most of them will be able to tell you which kid is ‘weird,’ ‘nerdy,’ or ‘athletic,’ and the weird and nerdy ones aren’t on the cool list. It isn’t ‘cool’ to love reading and science and math. It isn’t ‘awesome’ to enjoy school…unless you have a class that encourages integration and fun, hands on learning, but even then the chess nerds are going to be picked on.

So how, in the middle of this mess, did being a nerd suddenly become cool?? The answer is incredibly simple…we grew up. So now kids who grew up in the 80s and 90s are the adults and the weird kid with the Ninja Turtles back pack, the Care Bears lunch box, and the Hobbit weighing down her 3rd grade homework is a teacher, and a writer, and an encourager of crazy nerdism.

The best part is that being a nerd is all inclusive. We accept anyone, anyway they come. All you have to do is get excited about something. Be passionate about what you love and do what you’re passionate about. Cosplay, science, drawing comic books, marching band, movie marathons…do it all! And when someone calls you a nerd, thank them. Leave them wondering what’s so awesome in your life because you know what, it is much cooler to live a life you love than to live a life that other people deem ‘popular’ or ‘cool’ just because they don’t understand. Most superheroes…NERDS! Real-life actors, actresses, millionaires, teachers, and business people? They’re nerdy too! Even a lot of the pro athletes are NERDS! So come on! BE A NERD! It’s the cool thing to do 😉

If you don’t believe me, go watch this video of Wil Wheaton explaining why it is awesome to be a nerd.

May the force be with you as you live long and prosper while avoiding muggles and orcs during your journey to Mordor with the one ring that will unlock the Mortal Instruments and bring back the Doctor for Sherlock. 😉








Red Carpet MisIdentity

This past Saturday I had the wonderful opportunity to attend the performance of the Red Carpet Honor Band…a big deal for the band students of NW Oklahoma, and they did beautifully. While there, listening to the Jr. High B band rock out superhero themes (My favorite song out of all three performances, truth be told), I was inspired to write the following short paragraph. I don’t know if this will be used in a book or short story later on, or if I will continue to let it stand on its own. Either way, it happened.

It wasn’t my friend. It was some junior high child with the right build and a slouch. That chin rubbing idiosyncrasy that only the one man had ever possessed? The first meager sprouting of a baby faced beard.

But, he played the trombone, so that was solidarity enough…I can’t believe I’m that old now.