Surreal, nostalgic, and dusted with the magic in the stars

Today begins a 2 day promotion where you can download Falling Down the Galaxy by E.M. Kiernan for free on your Kindle through the Amazon store. 

falling down the galaxy

From the Back Cover: Scientist Cassidy Decker stares over the side of the cold, gray asteroid and dives off with the grace of a dying swan. She never imagines she’ll land on the Starlight Express, a Jazz Age-themed train traveling the galaxy. Or that she’ll fall in love with its handsome conductor. Suddenly, she has everything she ever wished for: friendship, a blossoming romance, and the promise of a future on Earth. But Cassidy has always been her own worst enemy, and she soon finds herself tumbling through a series of inexplicable disasters that threaten to take away everything she gained.
Will Cassidy be able to mend her broken spirit and begin a life with the only man she’s ever loved? Or will they collapse under the weight of a galaxy steeped in corruption and greed?

Surreal, nostalgic, and dusted with the magic in the stars, Falling Down the Galaxy follows an existential journey through a dystopian future to find strength in hope.


Picnic Under the Stars

Once upon a time, before I had my adorably sleepy babe, I stayed up past 7 o’clock pm.  I danced, I drank, I stood under twinkly lights, and I picnicked under the stars.  Champagne, fancy cheese, and outdoor movies in the Hollywood Forever cemetery go well together.  The moon and I were beautiful friends.  The constellations, my lovers.  And the night sky, my canvas for soul searching.

Here’s an Etsy treasury that has me longing for the mysterious (and hungry!) night owl inside of me.



Tattooed Lady

Alhough I have a few highly visible tattoos, I consider myself more of an admirer than a collector. The time and money required for something spectacular will certainly elude me until my little one is, oh I don’t know, off to college? But the pretty ones I’ve been seeing lately sure have me daydreaming.  In […]

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I’ve been thinking about bumblebees a lot lately. And I don’t know if it’s because it’s Spring or because I just learned that Gwenyth Paltrow is getting stung for beauty’s sake or because I have a hive in my chimney and the drones are making their way into my bed. But they’ve been biz-buzzing around […]

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It is barely Spring, but the temps here in sunny St. Pete are creeping up. The mosquitos are biting, the fruit trees are fruiting, and the sweat is glistening on my brow.  But man are these blue skies and palm trees giving off some lovely, tropical vibes.  To cool off, I’m sitting in my air-conditioned […]

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Row, row, row your boat

Vintage Rowing

Vintage-y inspiration to get out of the boathouse and on the open water (or virtual water).

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Oh, Baby!

baby photo

It’s incredible how fast time flies.  In the year or so that I’ve been gone, I’ve sewn a zillion tutus, written a bunch of articles for my day job, grew out my hair to a non-annoying length, got hitched, and, oh yeah, baked a bun in my lady oven! World, meet 4 week-old Colton Wilder […]

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Vintage Motorcycle Babes, Babe

vintage motorcycle babe

Even I have to admit that despite my relentless love and adoration (is that what they call obsession?) for all things Edwardian through the 1960s, there is just something about those super 70’s dudes and babes on choppers that have me dustin’ off my leathah. The Farrah hair, the tanned skin, the pornstaches, the gleaming […]

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modern dance costume tunic

You guys, this is what being part of a small city’s collective of creative visionaries is all about.  My new friend Marieke, a Portland Maine director and choreographer, envisioned this dance project in a completely organic and beautiful way.  No counts, no harsh buns and makeup, no definitive theme; everything was left to the imagination […]

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Treasury: Summer in Maine Country

summer in maine country

I just got back from a pastoral pond in the middle of Maine, and I can’t get fuzzy chickens and burnt pastels out of my mind. A treasury to take me back to there. Let’s tap a maple and row around the pond.

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