Since I moved to NM, I had to rearrange my convention lifestyle, and I was looking at quitting anyway, before Jason and I moved. It was tedious, and one week last year I became a factory, churning out jewelry in a style not befitting my artistic views. It grossed me out!
However, I do still love a get-together. The Authors for Literacy event was just what I needed–a room full of educated writers and poets. I loved it! Everyone was so nice, and there was a relaxed atmosphere. They let me do a panel, since I was new. I was delighted to meet so many high-caliber fiction and non-fiction authors, and picked up/received so many nice cards and bookmarks. I’ll post all of the ones I have in my Creators page!
The person in charge wants to have a small comicon also, and I agreed to participate if they were able to get something together, and asked me to return next year. Of course I said yes!
Said during a road trip to White Sands this week: “Bob Ross didn’t paint Nature, Nature pretended to be Bob Ross’ paintings.”
We don’t have sheep or cows yet, but it’s on the list.
Right now I do have chickens. In my desire to not have to spend so much time on the road just for groceries, I purchased some chickens and picked out one of the old kennels on the property to become a new chicken coop. Of course, Jason will be building that for me; I have since learned that despite the more restful environment, any weather change or road trip still bothers my Fibromyalgia, which in turn affects the diabetes. The plus is that to do anything on the property, I must walk a distance, such as the mail box, which is a good 1/2 mile round trip. During these walks I am often bombarded by cool mountain winds, and flown over by a resident raven couple. We did have owls roosting in our pond trees, but I think they may have moved on to a quieter place to roost. Today a blizzard gusted through and drenched the fields in heavy wet flakes, which is wonderful.
I am editing both a short story and a novel, and while I do this, Jason is setting up our solar array. KS enacted some really dumb laws to prevent non-energy company people from installing the solar panel systems, so he’s using the ones from the old house and building a solar farm. I’ve also produced some art for the two writing projects: one scene, and several that were cover art ideas before I settled on my proposed cover art. Some things I do in the front room, others I do in my craft room. My journal gets more attention these days as well; there is far too much going on in the world for me to sit idle, so I document constantly.
I don’t love the long drives to get groceries or go to the doctor, but I do love waking up to mountains and to long stretches of land between me and my neighbors. I love my isolation, I love being sequestered in a place where I can fully see the sky. Right now it’s still far too cold, but I can’t wait to spend my nights star gazing and my days taking care of animals. I’m hoping that this life helps my art and writing creation.
It’s snowing again. Time to start the pellet stove!