Archive | March, 2014

Living with Diabetes

25 Mar

This is pretty off-topic for my normal stuff, but I found an article that hits near and dear to my heart. As a Type 1 (insulin dependent) diabetic, I have never heard my disease summed up so accurately. Or more importantly – what it is like to live with diabetes.

5 Ways Diabetes Wreaks Havoc On Your Entire Life

Below are a few abbreviated highlights from the article that particularly jumped out at me:

1. Diabetes is nonstop, 24/7.  Your blood sugars don’t simply rise because you ate candy — they can rise from a few bites of the world’s healthiest whole-grain bran, or a freshly plucked-off-the-tree organic apple. Your blood sugar can rise simply from a stressful day at work and an increase in your cortisol levels.

2. The pressure to be perfect is impossible to endure.  Yes, we all need to make healthy choices, but people with diabetes are commanded and lectured and threatened to make those healthy choices. The pressure to be perfect with that daunting long-term fear of losing your vision, losing your toes, or needing a kidney transplant isn’t inspiring; it’s terrifying and exhausting.

4. Diabetes can be very scary.In diabetics, true hypoglycemia can be terrifying. It starts with mild sweating and shakiness, but it can quickly progress to your body feeling as if it’s shutting down. Your brain feels like it’s screaming, “Save me! I feel like I’m dying! Save me!” and you have to resist the urge to eat everything in site to bring your blood sugar back up to a safe level. Some lows are so subtle that you don’t feel them until they’re so low you can hardly function. Imagine going to bed at night and your last thought is, “I hope I wake up.”

5. You’re constantly defending yourself.  …But in diabetes, we receive those types of comments every week. “You gave yourself diabetes because you ate too much candy?” “You have diabetes? You don’t look that fat.” “Oh, your child has diabetes? My grandmother had diabetes. She lost her legs, and then she died.”

via 5 Ways Diabetes Wreaks Havoc On Your Entire Life.

Headphones Girl – a Portrait

22 Mar

Some more practice in Coral X3. Loving this program and how painterly it is, but so much to learn.

Headphones Girl by DreampunkGeek (Anna Van Skike)

Headphones Girl by DreampunkGeek (Anna Van Skike)

Drawing and Dreaming

21 Mar

Learning new tools is tough and frustrating.

Coral Painter X3.

Wolf Girl –

Wolf Girl by Dreampunk Geek (Anna Van Skike)

Wolf Girl by Dreampunk Geek (Anna Van Skike)

Sora’s Quest – Free Kindle Book

16 Mar

Sora's Quest (The Cat's Eye Chronicles, #1) I’m in love with this book Sora’s Quest.  It is currently available to download for free on kindle.  Not sure how long that promotion will last, but go get it while the gettin is good.

Impressions and why you should read it:

Not an entirely unexpected plot, but it has some new twists and a wonderfully developed world full of history and atmosphere.  It lives up to expectations and is a thoroughly engrossing ‘fantasy quest’ type story.

The characters were not what I expected them to be.  They constantly surprised me and gradually showed sides of themselves that made me forget that they were not real live people.

Original impressions of the main character were that of a spoiled rich girl, which she is.  At first this annoyed me, but as the story develops, she grows and changes into someone relatable and likable.

The description from amazon:

Sora Fallcrest always dreamed of adventure, but as a member of the nobility, she learned the ways of a Lady instead. Now seventeen, she is expected to choose a husband and marry. She plots to run away, but just as she is stepping out the door, she runs into a mysterious man–and is kidnapped.

Abducted from her manor, Sora is plunged into a world of magical races, arcane jewelry and forgotten lore. She finds herself at the mercy of a dangerous assassin, haunted by an even darker past. She yearns for freedom, but he won’t let her go–not when her Cat’s Eye necklace is the only thing that can save his life.

But the necklace itself presents a problem. It is an ancient device from the long forgotten War of the Races, and its magic has the ability to steal souls. Can Sora learn to wield its power–or will the power wield her? (Winner of the SKOW 2006 Best Fantasy Award)

Writing- Psychology without the price tag

6 Mar

Writing Quote by Joss Whedon

I never know what I’m thinking or understand how I’m feeling until I do a bit of writing.  Usually something completely unrelated.  A fictional short story or thought tossed into words.

It is like a session at the therapist…

And so this happened last night at writing group.  Not sure what it says about me except that I might be a bit stressed.


She tripped and fell into the burning sand… and they laughed.  From the stands above, toothy smiles and wicked sneers leered down at her prone form.

Alaska Lee dug her hands into the grainy sand that scraped and chafed.  Feeling every molecule of pain, every grain of hurt.  She focused on the feeling of betrayal and simmered in her hatred.

“She has fallen!”  The announcer screamed into his mic, flinging spit in his enthusiasm.  “Will she make it up in time?  For her, every second counts in this dance of death.”

Cheers and laughs from the crowd as they leaned forward in their seats to see the disaster that was her life falling apart and devoured by the Gloom.

The Gloom stalked towards her.  Circled her.  A beast of ever shifting shadows.  Darkness filled with teeth and unquenchable hunger.

Alaska Lee stayed frozen.  An iceberg in the pit of burning sand.  It wasn’t a large enclosure, but the walls were high and lined with seats.  The exits were barred and only the Gloom and Alaska Lee faced off within.  Or rather, the Gloom hunted and Alaska Lee tried to stay alive.

“This looks like it folks.  Any second should be the end of that human girl who caused us so much grief.  The naïve girl who thought to befriend the dead and their minions.  Stupid girl who thought she would help us.  Foolish creature who thought to change our very nature.  You cannot change the dead!”

“Do you see the Gloom calculating when to strike?  Do you feel it in the air?!  For her, the end is near!”  The announcer was wild and rabid with bloodlust.  The crowed growled in rage and excitement.

The Gloom leaned down close to her, in no rush to end this because it knew it had always been in control.  Face to face with its prey the Gloom stared wordlessly at her.  It was a void of malice and starless night.

Alaska Lee stared back at the king of nightmares and into its fathomless depths.  She knew madness awaited there, but vaguely wondered which would be the better choice.  Madness or death by the hands of the Gloom.

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