Saturday, December 26, 2015

Siblings on Christmas (2015)

Here is an extremely rare picture of me and both of my brothers! I can't even remember a time we three were all in the same room together. I know it's been years. Anyway, here we are! Hope everyone had a nice Christmas. Now, onward to the new year!

Saturday, December 5, 2015

I Just Discovered the Cutest Show in the Universe

It's called Clangers, and apparently it is a remake from a popular children's show from years ago in the UK. It's about these adorable little space aliens who whistle instead of talk. And the best part about it is it's stop-motion animation, which is one of my favorite types of animation! Check out a new episode of the revamped version and then a classic episode below it. So cute!!

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

A nice blend of day and night

I took this picture last night after some major storms had come in and knocked all the pollution out of the air. It turned out to be a lovely crisp photo of evening clouds with the distant moon shining in the left corner. A nice blend of day and night.

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Dark Things 2 Revisited

It's Halloween month, so I thought I'd do a quickie post to let you know Amazon has the anthology Dark Things 2 as cheap as $6.00 right now. This antho features my creepy historical horror story "The Chevalier Sisters: A Tale of Voodoo."

Click -->here<-- for buy link and to see what the couple of reviewers said. ;)

Thursday, October 15, 2015

Fallen Angel Music

If you're feeling dark and Halloween-ish, here is some awesome music from the band Ghost that would be fitting for a fallen angel. By the way, this band is awesome live. Saw them in Dallas a few nights ago, and they totally blew the roof off.

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

World's First 3D Printed Violin

For the Laphelle fans, the stringed instrument fans, and the futuristic/sci-fi fans out there, --> this <-- is pretty cool. ;)

Tuesday, August 18, 2015

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Duck Photo

Took this pic at Veterans Park in Arlington, TX.  It hasn't been edited one bit.

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

James Horner

I just got the news today that composer James Horner has died in a plane accident.

James Horner was one of the world's most wonderful musicians. He created some of the most powerful and emotional movie scores ever made. Below are three of my favorite tracks that he composed. I did not know this man, but his music touched me and inspired me deeply. It is a great loss that he won't be able to compose any more, but I know he will live on through his magical work.


Friday, April 10, 2015

2015 Main Street Art Festival Find

It's become a tradition that every year Drew and I go to Fort Worth's Main Street Arts Festival to look around and find a little something for the house. This is what we found this year (isn't it cute??):

Sunday, March 29, 2015

More Alike than Different

Yesterday, Drew and I stopped at Panera Bread to have an afternoon snack, when Drew made a new little friend. We were sitting by the window wall, and this kid, maybe 7 years old and sitting on the other side of the window (he was out on the patio), knocked on the glass to get Drew's attention.

The kid pointed at his own black and white Converse shoes and then at Drew's. When Drew realized they were wearing the same shoes, he smiled and laughed, and the kid gave a thumbs up and did a little dance. Drew returned the thumbs up.

After that, the kid made reference to his own long hair and then pointed at Drew's. More thumbs ups, smiles, and dancing.

Following that similarity, the kid pointed at his cargo shorts and then at Drew's. They were practically twins! It was so adorable.

I thought this moment was really neat, and here's why: this young person chose to see the similarities between him and Drew, rather than the differences. He saw the two of them as more alike than different.

Even though he was a kid and Drew was a grownup.

Even though his skin was black and Drew's white.

Even though his hair was in ebony dreadlocks and Drew's wavy and blond.

It was a sweet moment that I wish the rest of the world could have seen.

Thursday, March 12, 2015

Reminds me of Malynko

I do not know who the artist is. Wish I did.

This guy looks a lot like how I pictured Malynko when I wrote the angel trilogy.


Okay, back to reading scholarly articles and creating power point presentations for class... (So much for "Spring Break"!)

Monday, February 16, 2015

A Eulogy for Winnie Jones

a eulogy by Carrie Sullivan 

            Who was Winnie Jones?
To begin with, Winnie was one of the biggest animal lovers to grace the planet. It is impossible, when thinking of the woman, not also to think of all the happy dogs and cats she gave her home and love to over the years—and one very protective Chihuahua in particular who was a permanent fixture on her lap. I'm certain that her beloved pets who have passed on are now overjoyed to see her again.
Winnie was fearless and quite the tough cookie. If you had to choose anyone to have your back during a fight, you'd want to pick her. Tiny-framed woman that she was, she was also a force to be reckoned with, and loyal to the end.
Winnie was my Easter Bunny. For a number of years, her daughter, Misty, and I celebrated Easter together. Though we were teenagers, Winnie always had an Easter basket waiting for us at the house. She even hid Easter eggs out in her fabulous gardens for Misty and me to hunt. It didn't matter that we were way too old for that by society's standards. I always looked forward to those baskets filled with candy, eggs, and a smiling fuzzy stuffed animal.
Winnie was a source of patient warmth. She never minded if I wanted to spend the night with her daughter. I was always welcome. She enjoyed it when Misty and I dressed up in our home-made costumes and paraded around Lawton making our amateur movies—she'd even sit down afterward and watch the final product, fully engrossed, a true fan. She was one of the "cool moms" who let us stay up as late as we wanted, even if it was a school night. She gave us free-rein of the entire living room during our Academy-Award-watching nights and helped to start our Oscars tradition that Misty and I still do today.
Finally, Winnie was a devoted mother. Many years ago, she was willing to open her home to a little girl who would later become my best friend. She not only adopted Misty in name, she chose to love her throughout the years as her own daughter. That love transcended the common bonds of blood. She watched Misty grow from a child, to an adolescent, to a teenager, and finally to a woman with her own children. And her adoration for her daughter and grandchildren never wavered for an instant. They were part of her family. Period.

Winnie was all of these things and more to those of us who knew her. When we think of her, let us remember the way she loved. Let us remember her strength. And let us remember her generosity of spirit. She will not be forgotten. She will be greatly missed.