Magpie Moments: Every Story is Better with a Dog

I know, I did a blog post last week. But it occurred to me today that 1) the world has felt rather dark lately (surprisingly, a lava-glowing horizon doesn’t help), and 2) it’s been forever since I posted a Magpie Moment. (Reminder: Magpie Moments are bits of real life I’ve incorporated into my characters’ fictional adventures; you can find more in the Blog Topics dropdown below.) The obvious solution: a quick, canine Magpie Moment. A large German shepherd mix tied to a doghouse wagged his tail and woofed as JJ approached… The dog followed them to the house and shoved Read more…


The Weekend is Upon Us, Even in Lava Land–Seize a Lizard! (That means do something.)

Not to be anticlimactic, but yes, the lava is still flowing out of Lower Puna, specifically out of Fissure 8 all the way to the sea in a lava river. The beginning of this USGS video from yesterday (June 14, 2018) shows standing waves in the lava, like a beach day in Hell. In fact, I spent way too much time this morning trying (unsuccessfully) to find my pictures of a place that no longer exists, as if Pele wiped out all digital evidence, too. Perhaps a later blog post… Sometimes it’s sunny and sometimes it’s raining, but this is Read more…


An Update on Lava and—oh yeah, Writing! With Bonus Crazy Lava Sky Pictures

We’re still here, and still breathing (sort of) in Lower Puna. I don’t want this to become the weekly lava bulletin, and I don’t want to get sucked down the rabbit hole, so I’ll keep my update relatively brief, with promises for a more in-depth post soon. (I’m also adding Lava blog post categories to the dropdown.) The lava is still flowing, often much faster. It crossed another highway, buried two wells at Puna Geothermal Venture in lava, and is threatening other residential areas, triggering additional evacuations. Seeing a couple of the huge, 40+ passenger Super Stallion military choppers flying overhead Read more…


Waiting for The Big One: More Notes from Lava Land

You’re leaving us alone, aren’t you? Alone to face the lava and acid rain… That’s what my dogs’ faces said to me this morning as I closed windows. Let me be clear. We do live in lower Puna, but approximately eight miles from Leilani Estates. We are in no danger of being engulfed by lava. And I’m pretty sure the dumping rain outside was not acidic, or at least not of the Raiders of the Lost Ark, face-melting variety. But those were my dogs’ words (and not me projecting, I swear). Kilauea 2018 (I know, lousy T-shirt) continues here on Read more…


If the House is Rocking… You Must Be on Big Island

This morning, I was awakened by loud, endless dog licking. But after that, I was nudged (you’re still awake, right? because the dog’s still licking) at around 6:20 a.m. by a military-sounding helicopter. (A pair flew so low earlier this week, I could feel it in the floor and had flashbacks to Airwolf. Ahh, Stringfellow Hawke…) A few minutes later, someone in our neighborhood starting mowing with one of those monster machines big enough to mount a gun turret. Who mows before 6:30 a.m.?? My mower husband’s answer: someone who wants to get it done before work. But back to Read more…