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Cleaning House

I guess there’s something about packing up the last four years of your life that makes you want to tidy up a whole bunch of other areas as well. This week, I’ve found myself creating budgets to clean up my finances and have set to work clearing out my Facebook profile, taking me one step closer to shutting it down completely.

Maybe it’s a bit of spring cleaning in there as well, but it’s incredibly refreshing to be getting some of this stuff off my back and observing it all as neat little rows instead of the chaos I’ve let it devolve into.

I’m also taking this time to clean up my website. I’m adding an FAQ page with separate sections for writers and readers that will hopefully come in handy (so if you have any questions you feel I should add, let me know in the comments below!), and I’m brainstorming some branding for the Krista Walsh image. The Fantasy Quill near Parliament Hill? Peddler of Magical Worlds?

I’m looking forward to the dust settling so I can see what a difference all these changes have made, but I’m enjoying the energy being created while I change them!

What’s the biggest change you’ve made lately that’s given you a fresh lease on life?

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A change is as good as a rest

And if that’s true, I’m going to be the most refreshed human being in the world by the end of the month.

It’s been quiet here on the blog for a while, but I think I have a pretty good excuse. Hubs and I recently bought a house, so as of the end of the month, we’re heading out of downtown and returning to my atmospheric roots: the suburbs.

On the one hand, I am incredibly excited for this move. A new place to coddle and renovate, a new neighbourhood to explore, new neighbours to meet.

On the other, we’ve reached the part where we’re living around boxes, the cat is increasingly clingy as all of her safe places are disappearing, and there’s the emotional aspect of leaving a place I’ve called home for four years.

Add to that, my dayjob contract ends today. Due to housing/interest rates being what they are these days, I’m back to another muggle contract in July, but for the next three weeks, I get the joy of focusing solely on the move on my business, which has been sadly neglected of late.

So many changes!

I’m really happy about all of them. It’s a new start in many ways, and I look forward to seeing what new opportunities it brings.

As a quick writing update:

While my marketing/promotion has fallen to the wayside, production has not. VEILFIRE, Book 1 of the Nayis Trilogy, has been sent to my editor. I’m still hopeful of a 2018 release.

July, however, will bring the first draft of my new UF trilogy. The idea has been chasing me for months, making it impossible to focus on Naya as much as I would like, so I’ve decided to alternate between the two series, giving myself time to get each one into the best possible shape. So keep an eye out for news on both the new Andvell series and my Ottawa-based supernatural suspense!

What’s going to keep you busy this summer?

NOTICE: E-book price changes

Exciting things are happening

New projects mean a few changes, but you don’t have to miss out!

This Friday, February 9, I will be raising the prices on some of my backlist, and I wanted to make sure to give you time to take advantage of the lower prices while you can.

What’s changing

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Death at Peony House will be going up from $2.99 to $3.99USD

Magic is a dangerous temptation 

After lights are seen in the windows of the city’s abandoned hospital, sorceress and journalist Daphne Heartstone heads to Peony House in search of a headline.

What she discovers is a dead body and a clue to a hundred-and-fifty-year-old cold case.

Detective Hunter Avery, the man Daphne loved and lost, warns her away from the case, but the ghosts of Peony House have demanded her help.

Not to mention, her job is on the line if she doesn’t have a story on her editor’s desk for Saturday’s edition.

Daphne has worked hard to escape her past of dark magic and blind ambition, but as she walks the balance between light and dark, she’ll learn how many promises she’s willing to break to protect the people she loves.

Pick up this spine-tingling whodunit today!


Gods of the Stone Oracle will be going from $3.99 to $4.99USD

Ten months ago, a sorceress, a Gorgon-Fae, a succubus, a semi-goddess, a daemelus, a human, and an incubus matched wits to escape a magically sealed room. Six of them survived, believing their association was over.

But again and again their paths have crossed, and now sixteen-year-old Molly Harris has been abducted by a demon cartel intent on unleashing the nefarious Project Oracle.

To prevent the cartel from tearing apart the balance between the otherworld and the mundane, the remaining five must travel to the heart of otherworldly nightmares, where they are faced not only with the uncertainty of their futures, but also the ghosts of their pasts.

Tensions rise as personalities and motivations clash, but as the clock runs down, the Invisible Entente will need to find a way to work together to save Molly and destroy Project Oracle before the final storm rolls in.

Join the heist and wrap up the series


And finally….

This is probably the biggest change, but I feel the series deserves it’s value, and it’s time. I’ve had Evensong and Bloodlore on permafree for a few years now, and they’ve served incredibly well to get people into the series. They’ve given people the opportunity to take a chance on a new-to-them author.

For the time being, Evensong will remain free, though that will likely change by the end of the month, but Bloodlore will be going up in price from FREE to $3.99USD

War is coming, and only an assassin can stand in its way. 

Peace is not a state that Venn Connell enjoys.

Give her a knife fight with a corrupt merchant’s bodyguard. Give her shadows where she can steal enough gold to buy her next meal.

A quiet, steady life? Now that is a nightmare.

So when the Andvellian ambassador in Margolin goes missing, Venn jumps at the chance to find him. She quickly learns, however, that the mystery goes deeper than one missing courtier.

Before she knows what’s happening, Venn finds herself caught in in a conflict she’s never trained for: border tensions are rising, a man vanishes before her eyes with a relic she believed lost… and something dark has followed her out of the charred ruins of Treevale Fortress.

Venn knows she has to tread carefully. One wrong move and she could lose herself in the shadows, and hurl her country into war.

One-click this action adventure fantasy today!

Take advantage of these sales while they last

 

Ill Met by Moonlight: Chapter 4

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3

New Rules

[Project Oberon: Day 3, 19h30m] The third trial was carried out at 1900h. A benign black ink blob was shown to all six participants in their unconscious state. Results varied significantly across subjects. Of note: subjects who were shown stressful images prior to trial no. 3 demonstrated strong parasympathetic reactions, while those who were shown nothing or milder stimuli remained calmer. Results suggest that subjects are being influenced by external sources. Due to the extreme responses, discussion was raised as to whether stimuli should be amended to evoke more positive reactions. Decision: such a change would alter the parameters of the study and evoke milder or indeterminate results. Study will continue as planned.

[Project Oberon: Day 3, 20h15m] Vital signs of those subjects who showed immediate response to stimuli continue to be heightened. Of note: subjects who previously showed no adverse reaction have now begun to display signs of fear. Possible explanation is that they are picking up the reactions from the other subjects. Subject 526 again shows a significantly heightened parasympathetic response. Will monitor closely, but decision remains to leave subject in the study.


I back away from the black cloud reaching towards me. Josh is still yelling at me to run, and my legs are already moving, ready to obey.

It’s only when I’ve taken a few steps, the others close behind me, that I stop and realise how silly it is for me to flee. This is my dream. My mind. Even if the scientists out there in the world are pushing me to see this, I have the final say.

With a deep breath, I draw to a stop and turn back towards the cloud.

I raise my hands higher and summon my new-found power into my fingers. Closing my eyes, I imagine the cloud dissipating, drifting away into the ether.

“Regan, look out!” Mark shouts at me. I open my eyes to find the cloud looming closer. I jump out of its reach, and Mark is suddenly there to take my place. He draws the gun from his back, and I see that it’s more of a BB gun than a rifle. Yet when it pulls the trigger, nothing comes out except little balls of fire.

The cloud dodges the attack.

At Mark’s side, Mary-Ann draws her sword. I expect her to charge, but instead she takes the hilt in both hands and holds it out straight. From the end of the sword, bursts of sword-shaped light shoot forward. With every strike, the cloud breaks up, but doesn’t stop its pursuit.

“Come on!” Josh yells, and this time I don’t hesitate. None of our attacks are working. No matter how hard I might hope that wishing will make this threat go away, I can’t take the chance.

Mark grabs Mary-Ann’s hand, and they reach the path. Claire and Andrea follow Josh, who has taken an impressive lead, and I bring up the rear.

Andrea stumbles over the low heels of her white shoes, looking over her shoulder as she runs.

“Where are we going?” Mary-Ann asks. Her voice rises and falls with her shallow breath.

“The school!” Claire shouts over her shoulder.

I don’t understand why fighting back didn’t work. Is it because Josh’s fear made me doubt our success?

“There it is!” Clare yells, and we pick up our pace towards the building that has appeared in the distance.

It’s a classic high school: boxy, with square windows evenly spaced. Brick. Boring. Designed to keep the inhabitants safe.

Mark reaches the door first and yanks it open. His gun is still at his side, and he raises it again as I pass into the school’s atrium. By the expression on his face, I guess the monster is closing in. Just as I reach the centre of the room, Mark leaps in behind me and slams the door.

Mary-Ann rushes to his side to help throw the bolts, closing us in, and they both keep their weapons pointing at the floor in case the cloud comes through the crack.

Josh goes to the window and peers outside. “I don’t see it anymore. The sky’s clear.”

Something in me relaxes. Only now do I notice my legs shaking, my heart racing. Sweat has pooled in the small of my back, and no matter how many times I beat my T-shirt against my chest, I can’t catch the slightest breeze.

“Andrea!” Clare shouts, and our attention jumps to the young woman who has collapsed on the ground. Her hands are pressed against her chest, and she can’t catch her breath.

“You’re all right now,” Mary-Ann says, kneeling beside her. She’s sheathed her sword, though the hilt still appears to be glowing with whatever energy she’d been shooting out of it. “It’s gone. Just take a few slow breaths. You’re okay.”

As she speaks, Andrea seems to calm down. Her skin has paled further, until I’m certain I could see through her if I really try. I’m worried that she’s going to have a heart attack, but that wouldn’t happen. No matter what dangers we face, ethics regulations exist for a reason. We might all need therapy when we get out of here, but that would be the worst of it.

I crouch down to let my own lungs settle and look at Mark. His golden eyes are still focused on the door, his gun firm in his hands.

“That’s quite the weapon,” I say to him.

He glances at me, then at the gun, his brow furrowed. “It’s something I invented as a kid. Designed the schematics for it and everything. Every character I drew had one. It’s weird to see it in person.”

“Shame none of it works on that blob,” Claire says with a shudder. “Anyone know what it is? When I first saw it, it was nothing. Just a cloud. But when you guys started freaking out, I watched this face start to form.”

It takes my brain a moment to understand what Claire is saying.

“So you mean that if we’d taken your lead and calmed down, it might have disappeared?”

“I hate this place,” Josh says, coming away from the window. “When they told me I’d be stuck in a dream state for two weeks, I was ready to be a badass superhero or something. Not to be chased by clouds that can’t be killed and get trapped in a high school.”

I look around us. “We’re not trapped,” I say. “We’re in a big empty building that could contain defenses if we’re imaginative enough.”

Mary-Ann frowns. “What are you thinking?”

“That we can manipulate everything in this place, for better or worse. Most of us already have weapons that have worked against other creatures, so maybe if we think hard enough, we can come up with something to fight off that cloud if it comes back. If we believe it works, it has to. Everything here is in our heads.”

Andrea gasps and shakes her head vehemently. “I don’t want to see that thing again. I want to get out of here.”

The terror on her face still hasn’t left, and I can’t help but think she should never have signed up for this study in the first place. I’m surprised the researchers accepted her.

“You can stay here,” Mary-Ann says. “No one is going to force you to leave.”

I nod. “Maybe Josh can stay with you.”

It would be a good way of getting him out of my hair, but I also think it would be smart not to leave Andrea alone.

“I don’t think any of us is going anywhere,” Josh says. He’d returned to his place by the window, and is now backing away, his eyes wide, his hammer in his hands. “It’s back.”

Andrea lets out a cry and buries her face in her hands. “It’s coming for me. I know it is.”

“It’s not,” Mary-Ann says, putting her arm around the other young woman. By the way Andrea tenses, I don’t think she enjoys the lack of feeling that comes with the contact. I can’t blame her. It’s unnerving. “We won’t let it get anywhere near you. Have a little faith.”

The doors of the school shake in their bracings, and I stand up beside Mark. I raise my hands, which seems silly and ineffective when he has a gun.

The doors stop shaking, but I don’t move. I sense the cloud outside the door, can imagine those dark arms reaching for me.

Sure enough, the light streaming through the windows vanishes, dousing the atrium in darkness. Puffs of black fog seep under the edge of the door, and we all back away, weapons raised. My pulse begins to race again. I try to breathe through it, to use Claire’s insight and stay calm. If I don’t see it as a threat, it can’t be a threat.

It makes so much sense to me that I say it aloud. “If we don’t see it as a threat, it can’t be a threat.” I keep my voice steady and repeat it.

Mary-Ann catches my eye and nods, then joins her voice with mine. Mark tags in along with us, and then Claire picks up the refrain. Josh’s gaze jumps between us and the fog, never settling, his whole body braced to run. The fog now covers the floor in swirling clouds three feet into the atrium, gradually rising towards the ceiling. For now it’s just fog, and I try not to picture the eyes I’d seen before.

Josh joins in, our volume getting louder as the cloud grows thicker and larger. Finally, Andrea’s soft voice sneaks under ours. The only reason I can hear it is that her breath wheezes on the inhale, a faint whistle cutting between her words.

At this point, I don’t know if we’ll win. I have to have faith that my mind is still in control here, but if the cloud transforms into that reaching monster, I know my sanity will snap.

Nothing happens. The fog hovers, but remains against the door, blocking our way, but leaving us be. I try to imagine it dispersing. I raise my hands and try to guide it away.

I think it’s working as it drifts in swirls and eddies, but then I realise it’s coming closer. In my mind, it’s still a harmless cloud, but when Andrea starts screaming, I understand what’s happening. She’s saying the words, but she doesn’t believe them. For her the threat is very real, and is rapidly closing in on her.

“Andrea, close your eyes,” I tell her. “Tell yourself it’s not there. Tell yourself that you don’t believe it. That you’re safe and sound and nothing is coming for you.”

But she doesn’t close her eyes. Her breaths come faster. Mary-Ann tries to shake her out of it, but how can it work when she feels nothing?

The cloud reaches Andrea, and although I can’t make out anything other than dark condensation, Andrea is panicking, She’s flailing her arms and trying to get away. The fog presses in on her, wrapping around her. Her eyes are wide and there’s no longer any noise coming with her screams, only hoarse whispers.

My worries earlier—that if I looked at her from the right angle, I could see through her—begin to come true. Her skin is growing paler, her dress whiter. She’s thrashing against the ground, her limbs jerking as though trying to get away.

Suddenly, she falls still. The fog vanishes as though it had never been, and when I blink, Andrea herself is gone.

The five of us stand there, staring at where she’d been.

No one seems to know what to say.

What just happened? I, for one, can’t wrap my head around it. Did she wake up? Did she… die?

Either way, it opens my eyes to the danger we’re in. It doesn’t matter that this is all in my head. What happens here affects the real world, and all I want right now is to wake up.

I need to wake up.

WAKE UP.

I pinch myself and shout in my head. I’ve backed up until I hit the wall, moving without noticing, but nothing is working. I’m stuck here, trapped, just like Josh said, and I have no idea how to move forward.

“We should leave,” Mark says. “Staying here won’t help us get through this.”

“What good will leaving do?” Josh asks. He’s gone as pale as Andrea was. “We’re not getting out of here for another week and a half. We’re at the mercy of these creeps. Why not just spend them here where we can hide? Wait it out.”

I don’t know what I want to do. Transforming the school into a fort is appealing. If we can’t escape, we can at least defend ourselves. That has to be better than venturing into the unknown where the rats and banshees live.

But staying here where Andrea… disappeared…

I look to the others, unsure what choice to make.

Does Regan stay behind or see what else is out there?

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NEW RELEASE: Gods the Stone Oracle

The end is here! I have mixed emotions about this, but it’s here!

If you’ve been plagued by the questions popping up throughout the series, then prepare to have your curiosity sated as you race through this high-speed, high-stakes conclusion.

Gods of the Stone Oracle is available for a limited time at $3.99 before it goes up to full price next week.

Grab your copy today!

Ten months ago, a sorceress, a Gorgon-Fae, a succubus, a semi-goddess, a daemelus, a human, and an incubus matched wits to escape a magically sealed room. Six of them survived, believing their association was over.

But again and again their paths have crossed, and now sixteen-year-old Molly Harris has been abducted by a demon cartel intent on unleashing the nefarious Project Oracle.

To prevent the cartel from tearing apart the balance between the otherworld and the mundane, the remaining five must travel to the heart of otherworldly nightmares, where they are faced not only with the uncertainty of their futures, but also the ghosts of their pasts.

Tensions rise as personalities and motivations clash, but as the clock runs down, the Invisible Entente will need to find a way to work together to save Molly and destroy Project Oracle before the final storm rolls in.

 

 

This Saturday, February 3, 2018, you’re invited to the Gods of the Stone Oracle release party over on the Facebooks. There will be prizes and games, and a whole whack of fun. Hope to see you 

there!

 

Hello, Trello

If you’re anything like me, you need a few tips and tricks to keep all your to-do items on track. It’s all well and good to know that you have a deadline coming up in a few weeks, but without breaking things down into bite-sized pieces, that deadline can appear overwhelming enough that actually doing it gets pushed off to the last minute.

In January of this year, I started my own bullet journal, thanks to the inspiration of a Bullet Journal Goddess friend of mine, and it has been a fantastic experience. Setting up my page every day has become a grounding point, a few minutes to breathe before I throw myself into the thick of it. I’ve remembered dates, have logged my progress on all kinds of different projects, personal and professional, and have felt more in control over my own deadlines.

Love it.

One of the downsides, though (for me. I know there are a million ways to set up these Bullet Journals), is that while it’s amazing for a day-to-day, week-to-week, month-to-month look, there’s no way to open up a page and see an evergreen list of all the projects and all that tasks that need to be done when (especially not keeping them tidy and legible).

Projects that are kind of in the back of your mind, but you don’t want to keep writing them out to bring them forward.

Whole project schedules that would just clutter up the page.

Enter Trello.

Trello is a free to-do list app for mobile and desktop. Working sort of similarly to Pinterest, you add boards for your projects, and then insert cards with the various tasks you need to complete:

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Trello

You can spiffy it up as you want with different pictures that apply, and it’s even collaborative if you want to open your board up to a team of fellow Trello users to keep your group project on schedule (or to keep yourself accountable).

If you want more features, you can pay to upgrade, but for now I’ve found the free version does everything I need it to.

Since I started using it about a month ago, Trello has been a great extension of my bullet journal, with both of them giving me visual status to stay on track, decreasing my stress levels, and offering a procrastination method that can still be perceived as work (“I’ll get to writing in a minute, I just need to update my boards.”).

It’s been such a great help to me that I wanted to share it with you, so I hope you find something useful from it.

Do you have any apps you love that keep you organized? Feel free to share in the comments below!

November Accomplishments

I believe that half the battle of staying motivated is celebrating and acknowledging what you’ve accomplished.

To help with this, I would like to start a new tradition on this blog, where the last day of the month, I share things I’ve achieved and my goals for next month.

I invite you to share your own lists in the comments. Make a big deal of them – it doesn’t matter how small they might seem to you, it could be huge to others. 

So pat yourself on the back and let’s get sharing!

Achieved in November:

1) “Won” NaNoWriMo at 82k and finished the draft of Veilfire, Book 1 of the Nayis Trilogy

2) Had 2 book signings at Chapters locations

3) Shared the cover reveal for GODS OF THE STONE ORACLE and made considerable progress on edits

4) started a new blog serial 

5) bought a rocking new office chair

Goals for December 

1) Finish GotSO edits and have it ready for beta readers

2) Kick off my #IEAssemble promo campaign

3) Start preparing Veilfire revisions

4) Survive the holidays

I can’t wait to get started.

How about you? What have you kicked butt on this month?

Shadows in the Garden Hotel is now available

When a book goes live with 13 5* reviews already in the world, it’s hard not to get excited about sharing it. Allegra Rossi, my problem child, is taking readers by surprise. If you’ve read the prequel and the first two installments of The Invisible Entente (which, if you haven’t done so yet, now is the perfect time, as Death at Peony House is currently on sale for 99c for probably the last time for a long while) then you know how Allegra can be. She’s cold, calculating, seductive, and generally not a person you want to spend time with if you can avoid it.

But don’t be fooled by the persona she shows the rest of the world. Her expectations for the people around her are just as high as those she places on herself. To us, she appears to be the epitome of perfection — her body, her complexion, her ability to get whatever she wants just by snapping her fingers — but perfection always comes at a price. This is your opportunity to learn Allegra’s.

It makes me chuckle that many of the reviews coming in are almost begrudging, as though the readers didn’t want to be drawn into Allegra’s life as much as they were, but her allure cuts through the pages, grabs you by the heart, and doesn’t let go until the story is done.

Allegra’s story is a murder mystery full of magic; a tale of personal discovery full of heart and longing. What you think you see is only a fraction of the truth.

So take a chance, lose yourself in a tale of sensual indulgence, spine-tingling fear, and experience the full price of perfection.

garden_promoAll Allegra Rossi needs is her beauty, expensive champagne, designer clothes, and enough souls to keep her succubus appetites satisfied.

Everything seems to be in place until a photo shoot at New Haven’s prestigious — and supposedly haunted — Garden Hotel sets her dreams for a perfect life crumbling. Not only has her handsome, charismatic boss captured her interest, threatening the careful restraints she’s placed around her succubus nature, but the hotel’s reputation turns out to be true. Worse: the specter has targeted Allegra as its next victim

If Allegra wants to stay alive and keep her heart intact, she will have to unleash her demonic instincts to shed light into the darkness before the shadows consume her.

Grab your copy today for just $3.99USD

Time Flies – so let’s have a giveaway

I was going through some old papers earlier this week and realized that Feb 10 was the 3-year anniversary of the day my epic fantasy novel, Evensongwas released into the world.

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Photo credit: Blossom Moments Photography

I remember how excited I was. My blog post on that day certainly shows the enthusiasm of someone whose dreams have just come true. Yes, I’d had my Greylands release 5 months earlier, but this was my first solo baby. The first time my name alone had appeared on a book cover. It’s still a memory I hold with delight and pride.

Since then, I have come a very long way, in terms of my writing voice, my skills/knowledge in running my business, and in maintaining a balance between being creative, being a businesswoman, and still having something of a personal life.

Evensong is now sitting on Amazon with over 500 reviews and an over- 4* rating, which has blown me away. It has consistently stayed high in its subcategories, and every month so many new readers step into the world of Andvell to give it a try. It seems that most people who take the step into Eventide, the second book, stick with me all the way through to Bladelore, the final book of the second trilogy.

This is not a brag – it’s an acknowledgement. A thank-you to every single person who peered into this fictional world and decided it would be a nice place to hang out for a while. I find it incredibly humbling.

To celebrate my anniversary, I’m going to host a simple giveaway tomorrow through my mailing list. If you’re signed up and answer a simple question, you’ll have a chance to win a signed copy of Evensong.

Of course, the Andvell Saga is only part of my growing titles, and as much as Jeff and the gang will always have a place in my heart, the characters of urban fantasy Invisible Entente are quickly becoming just as important to the way I see the world.

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As such, tomorrow’s newsletter will also include:

  • the title for book 5
  • a date for the cover reveal for book 3, SHADOWS IN THE GARDEN HOTEL

And, in honour of Valentine’s Day, I will also include a short scene between Daphne & Hunter for your dose of supernatural romance.

It’s possible you’ll also get my favourite chili recipe to help us all get through these last weeks of winter.

So please, join us! Follow this link to sign up for my spam-free newsletter (once a month, and sometimes twice) and get all sorts of exclusive content, early cover reveals, and first notice of promotions and releases.

Playtime

 

One of the best lessons I’ve learned so far in 2017 is the importance of play in our lives.

I was reading a personal development book (The Gift of Imperfection, Brené Brown) that was talking about how play is crucial to keeping our human minds engaged with the world, teaches us new things, and reduces stress levels to keep us healthy.

Imagine my alarm when I realized I believe I’ve forgotten how to play. For the last few years (for me it’s been an increasing problem since high school, but that’s because I’m a keener), I’ve been focused so much on work and deadlines and achieving goals, that I kind of forgot how to turn off the goal-metre and do things for the sake of doing things.

Heck, even when I’m at the cottage with my family in the middle of the country, I tend to keep myself on a firm schedule so that “I can get as much relaxing in as possible.” Uh huh, that sounds lovely, doesn’t it?

And I don’t think I’m the only person facing this issue. In our society, we’re often told that unless something has a purpose, there’s no point doing it. Why make time for things like working on a jigsaw puzzle or taking a dance class – or if you do those things, it has to be for a reason. It’s to achieve something or to compete in some way.

Play is crucial to how our brain develops. It helps us learn things in a safe environment, keeps the neurons making new associations, and, mostly important, it’s fun. 

Research shows that extended periods without play can start to affect your mood (and in the current social climate, not to mention the wintry climate, we already have enough stresses on our ability to feel joy and excitement). It’s also shown that people who withhold play in their lives do suffer from a sort of “play deprivation”, and, just like with sleep loss, will rebound as soon as the opportunity comes up to let loose.

So make sure to get some playtime in today. I promise, it’ll be worth it.

*throws on music*

*dances around office just for the hell of it*