What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stranger

Gerty the Dead Prostitute Raccoon February 25, 2015

Filed under: Animal Antics — meganorussell @ 10:00 am
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Once upon a time I worked for a theatre and lived in cast housing two-and-a-half miles away. Two-and-a-half miles may not seem that far to commute to work to you, but when you live in a place with no public transportation, and half the people you live with don’t have cars, getting to work suddenly becomes a big thing.

We had a friend who would ride with the husband and me to work almost every day. We’ll call him M. I love M. He has the sort of sarcasm, wit, and nerve that are hard to resist.

During the heat of July, we drove past a dead raccoon on the side of the road. Naturally, M instantly said, “Oh poor Gerty. Such a terrible death after a hard life.”

We all laughed and assumed that Gerty would be gone by the time we headed home at the end of the day. But Gerty was still there.

M added to her tale. (more…)


Greetings, Human February 23, 2015

Filed under: I Meant Well — meganorussell @ 8:30 pm
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So, here’s the thing. Yes, it is going to be another one of those posts. I am all about gays’ rights. Gay marriage, for instance. I don’t see why a person being gay should have anything to do with their status as a human being. Ever since I was a little girl, I could never grasp why some people made such a big deal about it.

The same thing goes with transgendered people. If you need to change what you look like to match what you feel like, go for it. Live your life. Be happy. Miserable people rarely contribute to the world. And when they do, it’s usually really sad art before they cut off their own ear and die. So, let’s make happy art and be happy people.

But I need a word. I need a non-gender-specific version of sir and/or ma’am. (more…)


A Celebratory Tattoo February 21, 2015

Filed under: Tales of Humanity's Imperfections — meganorussell @ 10:00 am
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I got a new tattoo! With The Tethering paperback being officially available to the general public, I decided it was time.

The tree of life is a very important symbol in The Tethering series. Not only is it featured in the cover art, but it is also the crest of the Gray Clan, the family which my  protagonist ends up joining. I know you may think getting a tattoo to mark my first novel may seem a bit extreme, but this is a huge accomplishment. One that can never be taken away. And now for the rest of my life, that pride is etched into my skin. And my husband’s. Cause he decided to get a tattoo, too!


The top of the foot is NOT a pleasant place to get a tattoo. But it doesn’t so much hurt as it feels like nails on a chalkboard in your skin.

The only moment when I nearly backed out was when I was talking to the tattoo artist, and he said, “So you want more light brown in your tree.” (more…)


The Legend of the Apollo February 18, 2015

I love sailing. I even went to sailing camp growing up. And while a few stories from those experiences are a bit too deep and dramatic for my taste, there is the excellent tale of the Apollo.

The Apollo was a wonderful, ten-person sailboat. Just the spend a day on the lake kind, not the rich people I have a kitchen kind. But since the Apollo was so big and expensive, only the most experienced and responsible sailors at camp were allowed to take it out. Somehow, miraculously, I wolfed myself in that category.

I had it all planned out. I handpicked whom I thought I would be able to tolerate for a few hours with, and we headed down to the shiny, beautiful Apollo, our hearts set on an afternoon of fun.

It was all going beautifully. I was having fun pretending I was sailing a pirate ship. My friends were having fun going really fast. And then suddenly we weren’t going really fast. (more…)


Preorder for The Siren’s Realm has Begun! February 16, 2015

Preorder for The Siren’s Realm has begun! Just like with The Tethering, preorder for this book will be done through Kickstarter. For all the reasons why Kickstarter is an amazingly author and publisher friendly platform, click here.

Aside from getting so nervous that I thought I would have a permanent leg twitch while I watched the clock count down to midnight and waited for the preorder page to go live, it’s been a lovely start to preorder.

I walked along the beach and met a battalion of birds waiting a seagull’s command.


I rode by bike and didn’t fall down.


And I got to see an amazing sunset.


And now my book is out for the world to order!


Jacob loves Emilia Gray, but things aren’t always that simple in the world of Magickind…

The war has begun.

The Dragons are gaining power, and the Gray Clan stands alone. Desperate to find a way to stop the Pendragon, Emilia is forced to seek answers from someone who hasn’t been seen in seventeen years . . . Her mother. Embarking on a magical journey filled with witches, wizards, centaurs and a dangerous and powerful Siren, Jacob and Emilia must take a leap of faith to a land neither could have ever imagined . . . and hope they can then find their way home.


So head on over to the Kickstarter page for amazing deals you won’t be able to find anywhere else!


I Can’t Hear the Bells February 11, 2015

I grew up next to a fire department. Besides getting a great education in strippers (they had lots of bachelor parties), I also heard lots and lots of fire sirens. And after hearing the same sound over and over for years and years, I stopped being able to hear that particular sound. Not like I’m deaf, but my mind just doesn’t process it as a thing.

It really is kind of nice when I’m at home. The sirens don’t wake me up during the night or make me drop my milk when they start suddenly. But it was a really big problem when I went to college in Oklahoma City.

I was terrified of tornados, but my roommates assured me that if a tornado were coming, there would be sirens to warn me. Not to mention the whole deathly looking sky and fleeing people scattering for shelter. I took those to all be surefire signs that it was time to panic. But then one day I was walking to class in a little piddly rain (it wasn’t bad, just a little inconvenient) when suddenly the people around me started to run.



The Leadership in the Leads February 9, 2015

Filed under: Hi-Ho the Glamorous Life — meganorussell @ 8:32 pm
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All right, folks. It’s time to air my bitter, old chorus girl. I’ve been in a lot of shows. I’ve been on stage a lot of times. I am overwhelmingly grateful for all the shows I have been privileged enough to perform in and all the wonderful actors I have been able to work with. Even the shows that I never, ever want to do again put me where I am today.

But there are some actors I could live without. Surprisingly, it has very little to do with dancers who are bad at partnering or singers who insist on belting every note in a show. It’s the divas. The leads who ruin a production. (more…)



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