Posy’s Desk

Posy’s goals, inspirations, and thoughts about life at home and in the wider world.

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Less Stuff, More Living

I’m a consumer, and I buy things I don’t need. I spent my twenties accumulating because without doing so, I’d be sitting on cardboard boxes rather than furniture today. In my thirties, I was a new parent, and with kids comes more “necessary” equipment. Then the stuff took over. Now I’m in my forties, and I want less in my life. Decluttering is a common theme in magazines, blogs, and TV shows and has been for the last decade or more. Watching one episode of Hoarders and you see how lives can be controlled by stuff. Right now my dining room is being held hostage by paperwork that needs to be sorted, filed, or…


Common Goals

Community is everything. Some people have a very strong sense of belonging in nearly every community they interact with, while others don’t feel that connectedness at all. As with most things, I’m right in the middle of the road on that sliding scale. When I was teaching I was very much involved in everything. I couldn’t go buy toilet paper without being stopped in Target by a student or two. My husband took to finishing the shopping while I chatted. On the flip side of that, I’ve also lived where I felt very isolated. The last time, I had just had a baby who ended up spending months in the hospital.…


Posy the Robot Update

Today I got my VNS device settings adjusted, which I’ll do every two months until we get up to the point that my vagal nerve is being stimulated 49% of the time, the therapeutic level to help prevent my epileptic seizures. Last time I visited the nurse who does these adjustments, I’d just had a seizure out in the waiting room because one of my huge triggers was out there. I was nervous and I’d been wheezing each time my VNS activated. She fixed all that. She made some adjustments to input, output, wave length, wave duration stuff that I don’t understand. But she made my experience with the VNS much…


Almar is Out of his Box

Almar Atlason fled his box this morning. He hugged his friends and family, then left so he could go have a smoke. If you’re wondering what on earth I’m talking about, let me introduce you to Almar, an Icelandic art student who lived inside a glass box for a week, relying on the kindness of others to help sustain him. I wrote about him last week and answered many of the common questions people had about what he was doing   Watching Almar in his little aquarium was relaxing. People on Twitter have joked that watching him was as relaxing as watching a goldfish. He was their human goldfish for a…


Oddly Fascinated by Naked Man in …

I’ve been watching Almar Atlason, a 23 year old Icelandic art student completing his final art project for his Methods and Process class at the Icelandic Academy of the Arts. He is hoping to spend a week inside a transparent box. Oh, and he’s naked, so he’s very exposed. His project is streaming on YouTube but is #NSFW. I learned about this from a friend’s Facebook post that lead me to an article on Iceland Review Online . He called this “A perfect anarchy.” He brought nothing inside his see-thru box and is relying on the generosity of others, who have brought him food, water, blankets, an iPod, books, and many other…


My Blogging Birth & Rebirth

I first blogged in 2002 because of an ailing baby, now I write fiction and pretend I don’t have a blog. This much change. #rebirth


Chaos and Stars

It’s a Friday night here. I have a glass of wine to my right and my phone updating to my left. My “near the end of her life” dog is wandering the house, clicking her nails against the hardwood floor and setting my husband into a tailspin of frustration. Frustration. I think that’s this week’s word. SO much frustration here. Yet there have been wonderful things happening too. But let’s start pissy and end up positive so we all leave smiling. Shall we? As I’m driving home from a lovely weekend art festival trip in Wisconsin with a friend, my kid follows my request and texts my hubby to see how…


I’m a Worker Bee!

August is a busy time for a lot of people. With summer’s end closing in much too quickly along with getting the kid ready to go back to school, it feels like time has sped up exponentially to me. Throw in several freelance editing jobs, surgery recovery, and vacation, and every time I blink, I swear another week has passed. I’m debating when to release a few things. I have a lot in the works. I need to get my butt in gear on creating the paperback version of Silver Scars, but that requires learning a new program and deciding if I want to change the look of the book. Hopefully…


Frankie – Secondary Character <3

I’m going to confess loving one of my secondary characters in Silver Scars, and from some of the reviews the book has gotten, I’m not the only one. I don’t love Frankie as much as Gilbert or Keith, but it’s close. Here’s a little taste of the kind of friend Frankie is to Gil in Silver Scars. You’re my oldest friend. I couldn’t leave you to deal with this shit alone. It might’ve been what you thought you wanted, but that’s utter bullshit. You need friends. You need people to love you, especially when you shove them away. Frankie and Gil have been friends since their preteen years and they’ve…


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