Since I last posted on here, I have done a lot of creative whatnot. Covid has given introverted me a legitimate reason to leave the house as little as possible, and I have done my civic duty and then some, let me tell you. Do I even know how to socialize anymore? I don't know. Do I care? Eh. A nice benefit of this social distancing has been that I have so much more time to create. So, I have created.
Let's start with my podcast, Space Mantis. As of my last post, it had not even been released yet. Now, Season One is complete and we are working on Season Two. I'm so happy with how Season One turned out, and so, so proud of (and thankful for) all the people who have helped to make Mantis a real thing. And of course, anyone who has subscribed to or listened to it: THANK YOU. You're magical, and you fill my heart with joy. If you haven't listened to it yet, clicky-click. I bet you'll dig it.
Black Spot Books has put out another seasonal anthology, Dead of Winter, and I have a short story in it called Jolly Old Saint Ryan. It's a horror anthology, so I tried as hard as I could to do horror, but I'm pretty sure it's the least horror-y of all the stories in there. It's horror/comedy for sure. It tells the dark truth of Santa. You know, that creepy stalker of an old man who judges your children harshly all year long for ever having negative/sad feelings and for not being perfect (as opposed to we adults who are always perfect and never react badly to anything), and bribes them into performing well with the promise of material possessions. That guy. I'm here to tell you he's even worse than you already knew. Check it out. As of the posting of this blog, the anthology cost a grand total of 99 US pennies, so it's not even much of a financial commitment.
That's it for the big stuff for me in the realm of writing. Now, onto crafty pursuits! So, I have always thought Huichol beading was the coolest thing ever, and toward the end of 2020 I was finally inspired to give it a try. I have this statue that used to be my grandpa's, and as much as I love me a peregrine falcon, I gotta say this statue just wasn't my thing. So, I painted it black and started gluing beads to it! Mr. Peregrine Falcon doesn't know what hit him, poor guy. In stressful times, I find that doing time-consuming, twiddly little detaily crafts really calms my brain down, so I guess I have American politics to thank for this project.
And last but not least, math! I know, I know. "Math?" you ask. "How is math in your blog about creativity?" Well let me tell you, though in school I was not a fan of math, I am relearning it on Khan Academy (so that I will be able to help my kiddos with their homework when they get into the higher stuff), and either it's the way Khan Academy teaches it or my brain has finally developed, but I must say not only do I love math now, but it feels like it lights up the same spots in my brain as writing/arts/crafts do. For the past week or so, instead of reading before bed, I have been balancing equations. And I bought a new calculator for myself, and I'm obsessing over graph paper notebooks, and yep, math is lovely. Who knew? Not me! Until like three weeks ago.
OK, that's it for now! I have been doing some other little projects here and there like some jewelry and painting some Dungeons and Dragons figures, but maybe I'll post those pics later. Right now, this is long enough for internet attention span.