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Save the Date! Sunday, Oct 18, 2020 at 1pm. Join us to hear the secret history of two new books, our latest picture book, Druk and Mita. And Moonwitch of Crushtide Island, Book II in the Dreamhaven, mid-grade fantasy series. We’ll have book drawings, readings and live music. After Oct 18, visit Inevitable Ink to download activities, including ready-to-color illustrations from all our books; Smoke’s Journey Maze and The Moonwitch of Crushtide Island Word Search. On Oct 18th all our books will be available from The Inevitable Ink Bookstore, and indie bookstore Sausalito Books by the Bay. Check out the event flyer below, and Click Here to Register: link
Fireworks, oh yeah!
This month we celebrate the launch of the new Inevitable Ink website.
We’ll take a wee moment to send thanks and best wishes to our original webmistress, Julie, as she pursues new paths.
Today, we owe huge thanks and kudos to Jeff Arnold at J. Arnold Consulting for our new design. Jeff deserves maximum credit for working with patience and fortitude to welcome visitors to the worlds of Inevitable Ink.
Many thanks to Mark and Heidi Krahling for generously giving us a photo-shoot at Las Marinitas, their delicious restaurant in San Anselmo, CA. Deep thanks to photographer Mark Morris for his wonderful photos. And cheers to authors Cary Sparks and Christine Harvey for their pivotal feedback.
We look forward to meeting our community here often to share our latest news, promos and events, and to preview our new titles in the coming months.
So come on in. Explore, poke around and let us know what you think.
Happy Fourth of July!
Ashland Oregon was hot this year with 110° temps, matched by equally hot onstage performances at OSF. I arrived back home inspired and excited to continue work on “Dreamhaven II.” More info on this latest book with you come January, but right now I’ll recommend three plays from Ashland, in case they reach a stage near you.
- Hannah and the Dread Gazebo by Jiehae Park – the world premiere of a funny, fabled and well-staged play about a Korean family in crisis. The show had plenty of universal appeal. I laughed and, yes, I cried too.
- Shakespeare in Love – I loved the film and feared disappointment. But this U.S. premier rocked. The adapted script, amazing actors, and full-on Elizabethan costumes cast their spell. Again.
- Homer’s The Odyssey – Lead actor, Christopher Donahue, brought the ancient tale to life in the outdoor Elizabethan. I love this quote from Director Mary Zimmerman: “The Odyssey outdoors…feels like a bit of a homecoming…to be back in the open air where it was first told and heard, under the same old stars that witnessed it then.” She was oh so right. A magical night of theatre.
It’s 5:30 a.m. I lie sandwiched between two of the sweetest souls on Earth. My beloved husband sleeps to my right, while our treasured Norwegian forest cat molds her body to my left side. How do I know these are wondrous souls? Because they take their places night after night, sharing their warmth and love with me. Still.
We three have lived intimately for many years by any human standard. But if you measure time in moments and emotions exchanged, we’ve spent at least a century together. In that time, we’ve seen a lot of water flow under our bridge: My patient companions have withstood enough tears to soak through all our carpets, run down the stairs and pour out of every door – for at least a week. They’ve remained sympathetic through loss, pain, panic, exhaustion and relief. And they face anger that can flip from frosty to blistering in six seconds flat. Or less. Depending on the situation.
Yet they look into my eyes with love. They expect me to be trustworthy. They make me laugh out loud often. We’ve become shifting constellations that must honor their bonds with a silent caress, a quick kiss, a sleepy smile, and, of course, food.
I fear greed is another of my flaws, yet I wish and hope with all my heart that love lives on and on…for you, for us, for every being.
May 2016 bring immutable love and peace to ALL.
Meditation feels to me like crossing over a threshold. I step from the wind of cause and effect into shelter: The sudden quiet; a deep spontaneous breath; a sigh of relief.
When I was a little girl, and often, even as a teenager, I’d cross a similar threshold into the welcoming arms of San Francisco’s tiny chapels and magnificent churches. I felt like I was entering the secret heart of the City, its bubbling life muted by a consensual hush and the ancient comfort of jewel-stained glass. A solid wood door would whisper closed, and Life’s Sound and Light show paused for a brief intermission.
Don’t get me wrong. I love a spotlight, the roar of my team in victory and the ripe buzz of a big city. I just crave the silence too.
As church doors get locked and loud selfies with the Mother of God banish the spirits I knew, a part of me mourns their passing.
But just this morning, I remembered, again, the way to the threshold within me.
We last left each other in the spring. I was on my way to Bhutan, Cambodia and Bangkok. And I know you were starring in your own adventures.
Our trip was amazing and I’ll offer more detail in future writings, but the upshot is: go, go, go! Bhutan is a particularly interesting blend of medieval, agrarian society with new cell phones, and a spanking new democracy welded to Buddhism at its very large heart. But magic doors is really my current topic, so…
Soon after I returned from Asia, I discovered I’d made a commitment to a longtime and beloved friend that meant I wasn’t going to be in town for our annual salsa competition in July. That was tough news for me to accept – and to break to Salsa Libre. Read “door closing.”
But then my decision seemed to lay out a welcome mat for inspiration, as in “door opening.” Since May, I’ve written four new tunes, a picture book (really?), and a new sci-fi short story. I’ve also decided to self publish my middle-grade novel, and I’m in talks with a brilliant artist for illustrations.
But what was my first reaction? Grumpy! So I felt ungrateful along with grouchy right up until my ever-wise friend Patsy said, “You’re not ungrateful for the gifts, you’re impatient with anything that interrupts them. This is the best ride in the creative theme park. Who wouldn’t be grumpy when they had to step off?”
So now I’m just full time grateful, and accepting the grumpy as part of the package. I’m also thankful for insightful friends and a very patient husband.
Have a great Holiday Season and a truly wonderful New Year!
Note: If you like sci-fi, check out Clarkesworld, the online sci-fi and fantasy ‘zine. Great writing, fun attitude – and they have gift subscriptions. I know my man is gonna love his.