Two weeks ago I was browsing in my local indie bookstore and found The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up. You might have heard of this bestseller. It’s big both here and in Japan. I flipped through the pages and immediately…
I recently read this post and absolutely loved it. This is why art and fiction is so important. It's a way we can put on other people's pain, just for a little bit, and see each other as equals.
Hi guys! Sorry for the abrupt and long leave of absence. This fall was chock full of migrainy days. Between upping my word count for my new book project and writing a blog post, I picked the book. But hopefully…
Hello all! I’ve had a run of bad migraines lately, so I’ve been holed up in my art loft to paint in between ice packs and some great Middle Grade novels on audio. This has been my view:
And I just caught the booger butt trying to eat molding paste off of my triptych canvases.
Anyway, I might share what I’d been working on of late.
This one is watercolor and ink on yupo. I listened to Lauren DeStefano’s The Curious Tale of the In-Between (which is bloody fantastic and perfect for a shivery October read):
Two of my immediate family members are pursuing a career in the music industry. One of my favorite things to do is hear them work on a new composition or practice a difficult vocal run.
So my last year in college, I was inspired to finally fulfill one of my dreams—get over my embarrassment and take a @#$% voice lesson.
Couldn’t keep a pitch to save my mother’s life, but I absolutely loved it.
In the last year, I decided to take voice lessons again when I’m not behind a keyboard or paintbrush. I also braved new piano lessons to improve my improv skills. And, surprise, surprise—just like painting, music has so many similarities to writing.
One minute you’re fine. The next you’re raining tears harder than a monsoon season. Images of your childhood and past regrets and dead former pets play on repeat through your thoughts.
The song gets you. The song is you.
How can the artist/musician/actor portray the song so perfectly?
It’s more than just emotion.
I love the concept of The Body Institute–switching bodies for somebody else to lose weight for you. The Coloradan part of me wants to cheer and root, I’ll be the Reducer for other people!! I’ll help them lose weight!!
But let’s face it. I’m extraordinarily lazy. True story–when I’m at home, I wear stretchy pants so I don’t have to deal with buttons after going to the bathroom. And on the rare occasion I actually have jeans on…I don’t see the point in buttoning since I’m not in public and will only have to unbutton, like, an hour later.
Drives husband nuts.
So…reality…I’d definitely be hiring a Reducer.
If you only want to test your luck, then enter to win a $25 Amazon gift card here! (you have to scroll down a little on the page) I always think of gift cards in terms of book currency–as in, how many novels can I get with this?
Thanks to cutting-edge technology, Morgan can temporarily take over another girl’s body, get her in shape, and then return to her own body—leaving her client slimmer, more toned, and feeling great. Only there are a few catches…
For one, Morgan won’t remember what happens in her “Loaner” body. Once she’s done, she won’t recall walks with her new friend Matt, conversations with the super-cute Reducer she’s been text-flirting with, or the uneasy feeling she has that the director of The Body Institute is hiding something. Still, it’s all worth it in the name of science. Until the glitches start…
Suddenly, residual memories from her Loaner are cropping up in Morgan’s mind. She’s feeling less like herself and more like someone else. And when protests from an anti–Body Institute organization threaten her safety, she’ll have to decide if being a Reducer is worth the cost of her body and soul…
Carol was so kind and gave us the top 10 Reasons why we should be a Reducer at THE BODY INSTITUTE, where weight loss needs are met…