My 10 Somethings for August

Meeting retired car thieves, exasperating people with glitter, and long road trips.

Just another month in the life of Gabby.

Welcome to My Somethings for August!

Something Sad

My sister and her roomie, Tori, moved away this month. 😦

First off, it’s just plain sad they won’t be around. Second, watching them leave for Cedarville gave me homesickness for the college I dropped out of. Don’t you hate it when you make the right choice but are still pained by it?  

All depressing feelings aside, they now have the ability to commute to Cedarville, and I’m allowed to visit them on the weekends. I think I’ll survive. 😉 Read more

Ten Small Things I’m Grateful for as a Writer

It’s the little things we don’t notice that make all the difference. It’s not often we realize how comforting that crack in our favorite coffee mug is, or how our little table lamp consistently illuminates our late night writing endeavors.

Here’s an ode to all the little things that bless my journey as a writer.

1. Spotify.

It has yet to judge me for playing the same song over and over (and over) again. Read more

My 9 Somethings for July

Hey friends!

I survived my first writer’s conference and my first kidnapping! 😀 Isn’t that exciting?

Welcome to my nine Somethings for July.

Something on Fire

Every July we host a party near the Fourth. We use this party as an excuse to blow up stuff.

Why?

Because it’s fun and we are ‘mericans.

I dragged my camera out during the party to snap some pics of all the pretty, burning objects.

Something Familiar

I dyed my hair once again and enjoyed all the confusion I inflicted upon my poor fellow humans who had a hard time recognizing me. You’ll notice the change in the pictures below so I won’t bother with one now.

Something Legendary

Now we’re getting to the good stuff.

I attended my first writer’s conference EVER, and boy, it was worth the money. Read more

My 9 Somethings for May

Have you ever had a bird laugh at you?

I swear the other morning a bird was cackling at me while I wrote. It was rude.

Anyhow. Not relevant.

I lived another month! Isn’t that fantastic?

Something Painful

I have a lot of random hobbies I’ve picked up throughout the years (claymation, flag dancing, horse riding, sketching, piano). Some hobbies last. Most don’t.

Wood carving was one that didn’t last too long. However, last month I got the urge to pick up my wood carving tools again.

I was in the process of hollowing out a little canoe with one of my gouges when I decided to discard the age-old advice associated with knife-wielders. In other words, I decided to carve toward my hand instead of away from it. Read more