My Other Creative Outlets

Sometimes I get distracted from my writing by other interests. Sometimes it's on purpose. For instance, my dear friends down in New Orleans have two beautiful children that needed gifts made for them. For Christmas I made my own sweet children superhero capes with their very

own logos that I designed. I found a pattern and tutorial on how to make capes over at apple cyder. Molly makes some beautiful things, so check her out. For Gabriel I made a cape in LSU

colors because he's a rabid Tigers Fan. Cecelia is only 5 months old, so she needed a dainty

pillow-case dress. The pillow case dress is the perfect sewing project for people like me who don't know how to sew well, but just kinda fumble through it :)! You can find all kinds of instructions on the dresses all over the internet, or if you don't sew there are some talented women on etsy.com that are dress-making goddesses.

I've also been indulging myself in what others might call "light" reading. I am referring to my love of Gothic romances. My teenage years consisted of a heavy diet of Victoria Holt and Barbara Michaels. I still love a good Gothic tale: a run down house, mysterious master, insane family members... (you get the picture). It's been over 150 years since the Bronte Sisters made the stories of mad, tortured, tragic lovers so damn captivating, but the story line still works! Use the moors as a back drop to a tragic love story, and you've piqued my interest.
The book I read is not classified as Gothic romance, the book's spine says it's a mystery, but trust me, the author must have been on the same teenage diet I was on. Silent on the Moor by Deanna Raybourn is set in Yorkshire, complete with a tumbled down mansion on the moors, a crazy, incestuous family and gypsies (applause). It's the third book in the Lady Julia Grey series. I enjoyed all three, but this latest one was definitely the best.
Lastly, if you can't tell by now, I also love gardening. Recently, I attend a series of classes through our county parks on composting . It was an excellent series. I learned so much (but I swear I'll never compost cat poop), and received a free composting bin at the last class. The kiddies and I had a lot of fun filling the bin up over the weekend. Now they love to eat their fruit outside so they can go throw their banana peels or apple cores in the bin. Maybe I'll write a story about how my children love to compost!

DJ Dashboard, Play A Song For Me

Today was Pre-school group. I spent a good chunk of time this week getting prepared for it. For the past two years my son (and sometimes daughter, but usually she's in school) and I have gotten together with some friends to have some learning/fun time together. The moms in the group (there are 5 of us) take turns planning and running the group. We meet twice a month, usually at our library up the hill. Well, the library meeting room was booked, so we met at my house. Since I'm in a gardening/spring mind set I thought it would be fun for the kids to plant something and to give them a simple lesson on growing things.
My son's duty was playing DJ. I dubbed him DJ Dashboard (he once told me "Dashboard" is his nickname). He does have great taste in children's music. Here was his line up: Children's Songs, A Collection of Childhood Favorites - Susie Tallman, Catch That Train- Dan Zanes and Here Come the ABC's- They Might be Giants. I highly recommend all three CD's.
To start out, we painted our terra cotta pots.

While the pots dried we read a book, Quiet in the Garden by Aliki. It's a whimsical story about a young boy exploring his backyard garden. The drawings of the blue-eyed little boy and his animal friends are beautiful. It turns out the boy's garden is not so quiet (much like my house). But who could complain about a home filled with music and happy, laughing children?

After story-time we stood up, stretched, and moved our bodies while we learned about photosynthesis. I wrote the following little ditty for the kids:
Plants need three things to grow
Can you tell me what they are? Do you know?
Soil, water, and sunlight
That's right!
Look there, I see a little sweet pea
She's getting very hungry
Tell her to stretch out her leaves
Stretch, stretch, stretch
Reach for the sunlight and turn it into energy!
Pho-to-synthesis
Pho-to-synthesis
Pho-to-synthesis
Photosynthesis, my friends, is a very long word for what plants do to make food
Now let's pretend we're sunflowers
With roots deep down in the ground
We're thirsty, let's add rain showers
Now we're hungry
What do we do?
We stretch, stretch, stretch
Reach for the sunlight and turn it into energy
Pho-to-synthesis
Pho-to-synthesis
Pho-to-synthesis
Wow! I feel so happy!
I have so much energy
My leaves are big and green
I'm the prettiest sunflower you've ever seen
Thanks to...
Pho-to-synthesis
Pho-to-synthesis
I love pho-to-synthesis!

Being growing plants made us hungry. Snack time! I made my world- famous (famous in my world) dried cherry cream scones. Yummy!

With the pots now being dry, we planted our yellow tulips and talked about our new found appreciation for soil, water, and sunlight.


The rest of time was spent between playing and having meltdowns (the children, not the moms). I'm sure there were some well-deserved naps taken this afternoon (children AND mothers). I just wish this mama would have been able to sneak one in!

Be Aware of What You Have Up There

It's Brain Awareness Week March 16th-22nd. Who knew? Well, now you do. Since my brother has been living with us I've been reading up on neuroplasticity and what we can do to help him improve his memory and other skills. The book that introduced me to neuroplasticity is called,

The Brain That Changes Itself: Stories of Personal Triumph from the Frontiers of Brain Science.

It's a fascinating read and has changed the way I look at my brother's TBI and how we can deal with it going forward.

Books, Children's Museum and Cheerios

I had a very fruitful trip to the library this week. It only takes us 5 minutes to walk there. Gotta love that! Except it's all up hill :( . I could have used a wagon for my haul this week. But my dear brother was kind enough to carry the bag o' books for me. I want to share with you all the wonderful books I found, but that will be it's own separate entry.
I'm off to the Cincinnati Children's Museum today with the fam and friends. But before I go I thought I would post a link to Cheerios Spoonful of Stories Contest. Cheerios Spoonful of Stories is an amazing program and the contest is a great opportunity for unpublished authors (like me) to get published. The contest isn't officially open until March 16th, but it runs until July 15th. Plenty of time to write, edit, re-edit, take to writer's group and edit some more.

Porch Weather

With five people living in my house, it has felt a bit cramped lately. I don't have space of my own to work. I thought I would take advantage of a beautiful day and use my front porch swing to sit and write. I pulled my porch pillows and blanket out of storage and settled myself in to work on my book. Within a half hour the whole family was out there with me. Not that I blame them. It is a cozy spot. We've all been cooped up for so long, it feels wonderful to be out in the fresh air. My son (and daughter) traded in fort building for mud pie making this week. Well, mud pie making turned into garage painting as you can see.

They are such lovely, messy little people.

They are my inspiration!

Research Week

I'm busy doing research for my next picture book. It's hard work, especially with someone breathing down my neck. My 4-year-old son and I are making forts inside the house today. ( It's 8 degrees out.) My son is a bit of a tyrant. I thought I knew all there was to know about building a great fort. I pulled all the cushions off the sofa and chairs. I grabbed blankets and pillows. But, apparently I still have more to learn because he kept tearing down what I built and building something completely different. That's the thing about observing children and immersing yourself in their world. The way their minds think and the creative things they do with their imaginations is so different from what an adult would do. I love it!
I'm also busy doing other research this week. I have some books waiting for me at the library. There are two publishers specializing in Hispanic Children's Lit. that I'm considering sending my last manuscript to. My finished manuscript "Does your Nose Remember?/ ¿Tu Nariz Recuerde? " is a bilingual book with a young Latino boy as its central character. So, I requested some books from these publishers before I decide to query or send the ms off to them. One of the publishers requests a phone call as a query! Yikes! Wish me luck....

I Need Some Spring In My Step...

...and dirt under my finger nails.

It has been a long, cold winter for Dayton, Ohio. God has finally decided to show some pity on us and give us a spring teaser. It's supposed to reach the high 50's today.

I'm a gardener. I love my flower gardens. The past couple of winters were relatively mild, so my crocuses shot-up in January. Not so this year- luckily. January is too early even for crocuses. But now that it is nearing March, and I'm trying to convince myself this spring teaser is something more, I thought I'd go out and search for signs of life. Late winter's brown canvas has got me down, I need some green. Lo and behold... A couple of weeks ago I went shopping at my favorite store, Alley Cat Chic. I bought some spring treats to lift my mood. The small, white bird was only $3.99. It must be a good-luck charm because that very week I spotted my first robin. The roses are my favorite color of green, I just had to have them. Would you guess that bulb is not real? I think it may be the best 65 cents I've ever spent. They all helped to carry me to today and my sweet, little crocus shoots bravely

poking out to say "hello."

A Book For My Birthday :)

My lovely husband gave me this incredible book for my birthday, A Celebration of Scotland by Janice Anderson. I love all things Scottish (yes, even haggis) and I love books, so the two things coming together is sublime!

This is just one of the many stunning pictures in the book. I picked this one to share because I think it is one of the most beautiful places in Scotland. It's called Glencoe. As with many places in Scotland it has a bloody history. It was the scene of a massacre in 1692, and there are stories of ghostly bagpipes playing in the glen on the anniversary of the mass murder. Is there anything more haunting than the sound of pipes? Ghostly bagpipes perhaps.

So here's my dilemma about my beloved land of Picts: When I retire, do I buy a castle in the country and christian myself Dame Rebecca, or do I buy a cozy cottage by the sea?

All Aboard

It's agonizing. Sitting here trying to write my first blog entry. It's like stepping out to the pool in my bathing suit on that first hot day. Is everyone going to stare, mouths open wide, catching flies? Will they say, "She shouldn't have done that!"? But if I want to be a writer I have to put myself out there, right? Okay, so here I am. My name is Rebecca. I'm a wife and a mother of two little beauties. My brother, who suffered a traumatic brain injury (TBI) as a child, also lives with us. I'm working on getting published as a children's author. I have recently submitted a picture book manuscript and have yet to hear anything. I'm working on another picture book and a chapter book. I belong to SCBWI and a wonderful writer's group here in Dayton, Ohio.
I have no idea where this blog will take me. My thought in starting it was that it would help hold my feet to the fire as far as my writing goes. I'm a procrastinator, it's in my blood. I used to say I'm lazy, but I've learned from Bob Greene (yes, Oprah's Bob Greene) that I shouldn't say that about myself because then my subconscious mind will believe it and I will set my self up for failure. Should I be taking psychiatric advise from TV personalities? Probably not, but let's not delve into my "problems" and an explanation for my life-long love for TV.
I decided to title my blog "Epoch" because I truly feel like this is the beginning of an era in my life. I'm starting a journey and I have so much I want to take in. I hope you enjoy the ride ...it's going to be bumpy.