Martha Stewart Has Created a Monster!

Monday, Aug 18

And I am that monster!

Saturday was a busy day–I wrote a chapter of TYLER, as I did Sunday and will again today. (I’m about a week from being finished–after a short, very short, breather, I will begin work on THE BRIDEGROOM, the next “Stone Creek” novel.)

Since my cousin had had surgery on Tuesday, I planned to stop by the hospital briefly, bringing flowers, a card, and general good wishes. And I needed a few other things, miscellaneous stuff, so I hit Wal-Mart first. (Wal-Mart on a Saturday. Whole nuther story!)

I bought Tracei’s roses, a vase, and some of those pretty crystal-like marbles to jazz it up, plus a pair of scissors because this was going to be a hospital rest-room job. (I already had the card, one of those nifty musical ones with Dr. Dreamy of ‘Grey’s Anatomy’ fame on the front.) I followed through on this plan, too. (I was on a roll! Following through is tough for me, since I suffer from a severe case of the Firefly Syndrome.)

But first, because I was in Wal-Mart, I just HAD to cruise down the craft aisle. And there was a whole new line of Martha Stuff!! I was instantly hooked on the GLITTER–especially a shade called ‘Fire Opal’. I bought a whole slew of it and, after my visit to Tracei, who is recovering nicely by the way, I came home and dutifully tucked it all into a craft box marked “Glitter.” (I’m trying really hard to get organized.) I even put it downstairs, in the area that will be my studio.

On my breaks yesterday, I was doing polymer clay transfers, and most of them were a bust, because that’s the way the old cookie crumbles when you’re trying new things, but a few turned out really well. I’d gone to bed last night, turned out the light, turned on my iPod and settled in for a long (short?) summer’s rest, when suddenly I got the IDEA. Put some of that glitter around the edges of the clay tiles I’d made. I switched the light back on, made a note, and tried really hard to go to sleep. Well, I couldn’t! So I got up, fetched the glitter box, and did the deed.

WOW. It looks just fabulous!!!

Now, I want to glitter everything in sight.

Here, Sadie-Sadie—-


It’s all Martha’s fault.

About Linda

The daughter of a town marshal, Linda Lael Miller is a #1 New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of more than 100 historical and contemporary novels, most of which reflect her love of the West.

Raised in Northport, Washington, Linda pursued her wanderlust, living in London and Arizona and traveling the world before returning to the state of her birth to settle down on a horse property outside Spokane.

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