Wordless Wednesday: At the Opera

Posted on Oct 22, 2014 in news & muse, the world around me, travels, Wordless Wednesday

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Photographed during my recent trip to Paris: Thea takes in the Opera Garnier. What’s not to like? 

Wordless Wednesday: Angelo does the Underground

Posted on Oct 15, 2014 in news & muse, the world around me, travels, Wordless Wednesday

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Semi-random Pre-Raphaelite sighting in the London Underground. The photograph in  my photograph is of Angelo Colarossi posing as Iago for Julia Margaret Cameron. Gorgeous, no?

Wordless Wednesday: Write a Novel

Posted on Oct 1, 2014 in news & muse, the Next Novel, the world around me, travels, Wordless Wednesday

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Storefront near Regent Street  that spoke to my condition. I came across the display near Regent Street during my recent trip to London. I thought the floating pages were a nice touch.

Metapost: Goodbyes and Hello

Posted on Sep 29, 2014 in A Gathering of Shadows/The Lily Maid, creativity, events, news & muse, the Next Novel, the world around me, travels

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Photographed recently in Paris. What’s around the bend? 

Ever since my return from Europe in early September, I feel like I’ve shifted into a new phase of my life. I suspect this is the aftermath of the main reason for my travels: to inter my mother’s ashes. Those of you who follow this blog and my social media feeds are probably aware my mother died early this year. However, it took my sister and I some months to organize the interment, which allowed us to defer the process of mourning in some ways.

And plan we did: my sister Jennifer and I chose to bring my mother’s ashes home to England, where she was born seventy years ago during the London Blitz. We also chose to inter her ashes in the same church where she had been baptized, and in the same rose garden where I brought my grandmother’s ashes in 2011. We decided to bring my daughter Thea with us, as a representative of the next generation of our family. We were very fortunate to be joined by members of our family who still reside in England, all of whom knew and loved my mother well. The service was as beautiful as can be.

While there were tears, Jennifer and I were also certain to make the trip a joyful experience. After all, it was Thea’s first trip to London, land of Harry Potter, Cadbury chocolate, and all things historic and literary. We followed our time in London with several days in Paris, where we ate pain au chocolate and walked along the Seine under perfect blue skies. I also spent many hours researching the Next Novel, which is set in both London and Paris during the mid-nineteenth century. The trip was exactly as we hoped.

Burying a parent is a definite reminder of the cycle of life: Those who grant life to us will die, just as we will die one day. The finiteness of physical life grants a preciousness to everything we experience. Even so, I’m sensing there’s more at play for me beyond this most primal of leavetakings.

For example, ever since I finished the art for DOOMED QUEENS and began writing THE LILY MAID (which now bears the new-and-improved title of A GATHERING OF SHADOWS on the advice of a renowned editor at the Salt Cay Writers Retreat), I’ve grappled with guilt over no longer yearning to illustrate books as I once did. The truth terrified me: these days, I’m far more creatively engaged as a novelist and writer. Another reason for my disinterest in illustration is that I’ve fulfilled the goals I’ve set*; I don’t possess the same urgent drive to spend countless hours curled over a drawing board painting the thousands of tiny details and decorative flourishes that go into one of my book. Yet it’s hard to leave the past behind, especially when you’ve spent years mastering a set of skills. Hence, the guilt.

And then I had a sudden insight that made it easier to let go: whether I’m writing, illustrating, or designing, my vocation is as a storyteller. It’s all interconnected.

And so this post is a post of goodbyes. Goodbye to my mother, Irene Patricia Prince Cowin, laid to rest in her native soil. May you be at peace. Goodbye to my years as a book illustrator**. I’m grateful for all I’ve learned, and the beauty I was able to create. Goodbye even to my studio betta, Clarimonde, who passed away this week after a happy, coddled life. Goodbye to remorse over my past, and trepidation over what my creative future may hold.

But this post is also a hello to the Next Phase of my artistic life as a storyteller: to finishing up and publishing A GATHERING OF SHADOWS. To immersing myself in the Next Novel. To moving onto new horizons and creative challenges.

I’m so ready for them.

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RIP Clarimonde the studio betta, 2012-2014. You were a good fish!

*And how fortunate is that? I’m especially proud of THE BOOK OF GODDESSES and THE LOVER’S PATH.

**Not to say that I won’t illustrate books again one day. Just not right now.

Wordless Wednesday: What we did on my summer vacation

Posted on Sep 3, 2014 in news & muse, stuff I like, the world around me, travels, Wordless Wednesday

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