Saturday, May 26, 2012

Spring Video

Check out my newest video! I'm having more fun making these things. (All the photography is mine, by the way.)

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Silent One is getting closer! I've finished with the proofreading, and it's back in the capable hands of my editor. If things look okay to her, it goes to production, then back to me for a final go over. At that point, if I need to change anything other than formatting issues, I have to go on my knees before the mighty publisher herself. This is where a whole new level of writing stress starts creeping in. Now that it's too late, all kinds of things start popping into my head. Like, is this novel the stupidest thing ever written? At this point, I can so relate to one of my all time favorite characters, Asher, in Chaim Potok's novel, My Name is Asher Lev. When Asher walks into his grand art show opening and sees his masterpiece hanging on the wall, he completely freaks out and asks hoarsely for someone to bring him paints and a brush, quick.

Monday, May 21, 2012

The Pool is Open!


Eighty Degrees this weekend, and I was so in the water!





The cats have decided it's summer, too.
Life is good.

Friday, May 18, 2012

Bird Day!

Remember, tomorrow is International Migratory Bird Day!

Come celebrate with me at the Birds of Vermont Museum in Huntington, Vermont. Nine to four, $2 admission, all kinds of activities like bird walks, carving demos, kids' activities, a beautiful pond to check out, trails, a brook, wild birds at the feeders, an awesome gift shop, and of course 500 of the most incredible wood carvings in the world, made by my dad, Bob Spear!

Bring a picnic and spend the day.

Check out the website HERE for directions and more information.

And say that you've come to see the famous author, too, and you'll get a special surprise (aside from making my day!)

And if you can't come, take a moment and appreciate a bird wherever you are!


Thursday, May 17, 2012

Commas!

Busy, busy going over the proofreader's comments for Silent One.

Commas, commas, commas! The editor suggests big changes and hits big grammar issues, usually, but the proofreader makes you stop and think about every single comma in the book! There are right commas, and wrong commas, and "iffy" commas, and ones that work in some places but not in others, and ones used to emphasize something, and ones that completely change the meaning of a sentence if they go away, or give it a new meaning if you mate them up with another one. Commas are the solids in a sentence, and words are the liquid. Or writing is like kneading bread dough, pushing it back and forth, and the commas are the baker's hands.

And clearly I've been staring at this screen too long and need to go to bed.


Friday, May 11, 2012

Third Birds of Vermont Museum Guest Blog Post

The next piece in my Carver's Daughter series is up on the Birds of Vermont Museum Blog today. Check it out and have a chuckle! Links to the two previous ones I've written are at the end.

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Enjoy. (And stop by the museum on May 19th to celebrate International Migratory Bird Day from nine to four. Say you're there to see the famous author and... I'll figure out something nice that will happen. Aside from meeting me and seeing my father's amazing carvings, of course!)


Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Pool

In a fit of madness this weekend, my husband and I decided to open the pool. Okay, I might have kind of forced him into it, but he's a good sort and if I want something really bad, he doesn't protest too much. Everything was going all right (well, not counting the fact that I let a bunch of dead leaves fall into the clear water when we were dragging off the cover) until we went to hook up the hoses that run from the pool to the pump and found a cracked valve. So we threw in a gallon of shock and quit running water in until my noble husband made a trip to the pool store during his lunch break yesterday to get a new valve-thingy. We got it on last night, attached the hose, and filled for a few more hours. I'm topping it off right now, so when he gets home today, we can fire it up and see if anything explodes (which may have happened a few times in the past).

The problem is that Sunday was warm and sunny. Last night was cold, and tonight is rainy and cold. Any sensible person would throw the cover back on and maybe wait until July. But I like to swim (okay, I'm passionate about swimming) and I like to have the pool full and clean and the water balanced and ready to go when it's warm enough to enjoy it. The minute the water temp hits fifty, I'm good. My record plunge is forty-seven. That was chilly. I really pretty much swim every day from mid May to the end of September. Outside. In the winter, I go to an indoor pool whenever I can carve out an hour. I have distant mermaid ancestry, you see...


Our pool, mostly full, last night

Saturday, May 5, 2012

Spring is Really Here!

Last night, my first Ruby Throated Hummingbird arrived, breaking my old record of May 6th as the earliest arrival here at my house. I felt so bad because I didn't have my feeders hung out yet, since I usually rely on the Vermont e-bird list where birdwatchers all over the state write in about what they're seeing. I can track the hummingbird migration up the state and be ready. But this little guy must have flown right to me from South America without stopping anywhere first. He lit right on the bracket where I always hang a feeder, so I know he's been here before. It's hard to imagine the miles those little wings have carried him since he left in September.

Within half an hour, I'd made a batch of food and had my feeders out. My little guy has been happily coming all day. Soon more males will arrive, and in a week or so, they'll be joined by the females. Pretty soon, it'll be hummingbirds with love on their minds diving and swooping everywhere. Can't wait.

I've had an pair of Eastern Bluebirds hanging around my bird boxes, but it's too soon to tell if they'll be nesting here or not.

For those of you who aren't lucky enough to live in Vermont...


Red Trillium




Eastern Bluebird




My waterfall