I started writing the normal ‘burn out’ blog; you know the one about balancing family life, work life and your creative life. Then my life got in the way. On my twenty-forth day of work in a row my youngest grandchild had a seizure. Then later in the day one of the caretakers of a flock of sheep I manage was attacked by an animal that we were all very emotionally attached to.
Sometimes there is just no way to balance your life.
So how do you survive the times when you can’t balance and just have to soldier on?
Believe it or not I’ve done research on that very issue. Mental health professionals say the way to get through these times is to connect emotionally to something. It has to be a strong connection; you need to laugh or cry, or laugh and cry.
You need to spend a little time on yourself. I get about a half an hour to myself a day as well as my twenty minute commute. Most days that is all I have. So I have found a way to make that be all I need to balance out my crazy life.
When I feel things are getting away from me I turn off the radio and all of its ads and news in favor of recordings. Right now I have been choosing music that reminds me of my father who has been dead a little over a year now. My relationship with him was, and will always be, complicated and that is part of the trick. For the drive I just let myself think and feel and cry or laugh if I want to.
During my half an hour lunch I write. It normally isn’t anything inspired. Often I write about that moment when my hero and my heroine are finally together. That happily ever after moment. Sometimes I write the darkest moment that my characters are going to go through, that pivotal dark moment.
Forty minutes keep me going for another day.
I should say that the baby is out of the hospital, and, hopefully on the mend. These things are often one of events. The sheep – well we don’t know yet. He is isolated for now but it looks like we may be able to rehome him as a flock protector. In both cases I am hoping for the best.
But I know my car stereo will be turned up to eleven for the rest of the week.
It’s tough being a fairy in a human world and Alex seems to draw trouble wherever he goes. When that trouble involves other fairies, anything can happen!
How do you rebuild a hockey team of immortal werehyena? That is one of the problems facing goalie Jean-Mark Boulanger. How do you know when a player is the right fit for a team that isn’t just a team but also a family? Playoff hockey can be strange, and the strangeness doesn’t always stop at the boards.
When an old leader is ready to step down Rob Grahame is the only one who knows. How do you take on a responsibility you aren’t sure you are ready for? Rob and his team are both over their heads, in the midst of the play-offs with the core of the team shifting. Will Rob be able to step up and be the leader no one expected him to have to be? Will the hyena follow him?
In the nineteen twenty’s the world of Ice Hockey was changing forever, spreading south into the US markets. Two young lovers from New Brunswick were preparing to get married when the young man is offered his dream job as a goalie for a team based in Halifax. The couple has no idea what changes they are going to have to make for the team that doesn’t just wear the Hyena, they become the hyena quite literally.
Elizabeth Inglee-Richards is a writer of urban, and suburban fantasy. She loves writing about fairies, werewolves, witches and what have you, all set in the modern world. She particularly loves the tension created when the paranormal world touches our real world. Her work is mostly set in Delaware or Massachusetts, the only two places she knows well enough to set fiction.
She lives in the second smallest State in the U.S. with way to many pets including; birds, turtles, cats, dogs and sheep. She loves animals, history and hockey.
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