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Feb. 24th, 2012

Ruthanne Reid

That Was Not Fun

So, remember this? In preparation for surgery, one of the things they're trying to do is get my hematocrit (red blood cell count) up to normal levels via something called Venofer, which is given in IV drip.

Less than 2% of people have a really bad reaction to this stuff. All I can say is, that was the day I should have bought a lottery ticket.

I ended up in the ER with muscle cramps so terrible I couldn't walk, with a spike in blood pressure, ridiculous vertigo, a fever, and severe nausea.  I'm deeply grateful for my local medical staff, and even more grateful for my husband, both of whom took fantastic care of me during this. But lemme tell ya... it was not fun. Not fun at all.

The symptoms are mostly gone at this point, though the vertigo and nausea remain. Makes me glad I finished the final edit on the book before this happened.

Have a teaser from The Sundered. I'm gonna go lie down.

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Jan. 28th, 2012

Ruthanne Reid

Why Do You Write?

I write because of this man.

Recognize him? That would be J. R. R. Tolkien.

I still have this memorized:
"In a hole in the ground, there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an ozzy smell. Nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat. It was a Hobbit hole, and that means comfort."

I probably messed up some of the punctuation, but still. My geek card is intact.

So what inspires you?

For me, it's heroism and sacrifice. True love that beats death, beauty and nobility going hand in hand. I love characters who do not give up, who hold to what's right even if it hurts them. I love stories with what housemate Celine calls an "epic" scale - the events involved affect more than their immediate surroundings.

In other words, what's done matters. 

I want to share the thrill.

I want to give other people the same this-world-lessening, hope-inducing, angst-creating, powerful stuff-matters thrill that I have when I read.

Even if all you want to do is tell a story, there's something you want others to know as they read it. How life feels, pain, or thinking harder and deeper than we normally do. What it means to love and hurt, or lose love and fight, or go through moral crises when no way is clear.

What do you write about? What do you write for?

Why do you write?

Tell me in the comments.

Jan. 17th, 2012

Ruthanne Reid

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Don't forget to strike using your website on January 18th. This link will tell you how: http://sopastrike.com/#how-to-strike

Seriously, sign up and do this. Let's send as strong a message as we can about internet censorship!

Jan. 14th, 2012

Ruthanne Reid

The Most Important Thing an Aspiring Author Needs to Know

The only person who can kill your dream is YOU.

You want to read jimbutcher's post, The Most Important Thing an Aspiring Author Needs to Know.

Jan. 11th, 2012

Ruthanne Reid

Behold the BANE


So that thing. That thing there. Is ruining my life.

I'm only half-joking. As for what's wrong with it and why it's wreaking revenge upon me, I honestly do not know. Neither do my doctors - yet. All I know is I'm in pain the entire month, and bleeding so much I'm anemic.

I expect this to be remedied in time, or so help me, I'm moving to Canada.

Share the Wealth

Why, you might ask, am I mentioning my misbehaving uterus? Because I know I'm not alone, and others need to know that, too. 

If you are in genuine pain or discomfort and those around you refuse to believe you on any kind of you're such a drama queen grounds, you are being abused.

I was a pastor's daughter, and too often, those of us raised in the public eye believe we must hide any weaknesses, pretending immunity to normal ailments. Yes, I am aware this is insanely unhealthy. (The stress-ulcers healed, by the way. I feel much better now.)

Communicating with others made a difference. I found out we can give each other advice. I learned we can know we're not crazy because other people feel these things, too.

That last part is important, at least if you've ever been on the end of the "you're just making that up" stick.

Again: if you are in genuine pain or discomfort and those around you refuse to believe you on any kind of you're such a drama queen  grounds, you are being abused. Do not accept a lesser term. Do not recoil. You will not heal until you see it for what it is.

This Will Be Fun Interesting

I won't ramble much further. Suffice it to say I'm done with pretending to be fine when I'm not. It took me 36 years to learn that lesson. If you're reading this, I hope you're a better student than I.

To all who suffer from insubordinate organs: I salute you. We shall march toward wellness together.

Dec. 25th, 2011

Ruthanne Reid

Merry Christmas!

And for Christmas, I present... KITTY.

For more pics, visit here.

Dec. 2nd, 2011

Ruthanne Reid

Absent From the Body…

Originally published at Ruthanne Reid. You can comment here or there.

I lost a mentor today.

Dr. Samuel Hsu was a brilliant musician, a keen humorist, and the best history teacher I’ve ever had.

He understood that learning isn’t all about disconnected facts.

He knew how to illuminate the connections between things, from musical styles to psychological fads.

Dr. Hsu, looking playful

Dr. Hsu, looking playful

His humor was silly but irresistible. (He’d say something absurd, like, “What do you call hamburgers at the beach? Sandy Patty!” Then he’d laugh, quietly and endearingly, and in spite of all reason, you’d laugh with him.)

His patience was legendary. I know I wasn’t the only student to have an emotional breakdown of some kind during lessons, reaching critical mass via the magic of music and life changes.

He was a not-so-secret matchmaker, and delighted by young love the way small children are delighted with exotic animals – not for him, but fascinating to watch.

He was one of the most brilliant musicians I’ve ever know, drawing delicate sounds from the piano as if it coaxing it to sing with human voice.

He was my friend.

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Nov. 26th, 2011

Ruthanne Reid


Originally published at Ruthanne Reid. You can comment here or there.

I am so happy about this.


Nov. 25th, 2011

Ruthanne Reid

And a Happy Thanksgiving, It Was

Originally published at Ruthanne Reid. You can comment here or there.

This meal went SO WELL. Oh, oh, oh yummmmmm. Dear husband has an onion allergy, so we were determined to make this feast onion-free and full of flavor.

We succeeded. :D Husband is brilliant. So is housemate-slash-artist Celine from purpletophat.com.

Time for the gallery. Enjoy!

Nov. 24th, 2011

Ruthanne Reid

Happy Thanksgiving, Everyone!

Originally published at Ruthanne Reid. You can comment here or there.

I am making my own stuffing this year! Mostly! Okay, we bought the croutons, but we’re going to do this otherwise from scratch so as to avoid certain things my husband happens to be allergic to. Also, I feel quite successfully domestic. :D

In the meantime, as a treat, have a wonderful recipe for southern-style biscuits!

Southern Biscuits Recipe Ahoy!


About 10-12 Biscuits

2 cups flour
4 tsp baking powder
1/4 tsp baking soda
1 teaspoon salt
3 tbs unsalted butter (keep it refrigerated)
2 tbs (high, rounded – almost 3) shortening
1 cup buttermilk, chilled
Fresh-ground pepper


  1. Preheat oven to 450.
  2. Combine flour, baking powder, baking soda, and salt, mixing thoroughly.
  3. Using your fingers, rub the CHILLED butter and shortening into the dry ingredients until the mixture looks like crumbs. Do it quickly so it doesn’t get melty and greasy.
  4. Make a well in the center, then pour in the buttermilk.
  5. Stir JUST UNTIL the dough comes together. Don’t over-mix it – it is NOT supposed to be solid or smooth, but clumpy and sticky.
  6. Put flour down on a flat surface, then put the dough on top of it. Sprinkle flour heavily on top and start to knead it in. If you’re doing it right, the amount of flour you sprinkle makes it possible to fold the dough over without getting it stuck on your hands too badly. I fold it over on itself about four-six times.
  7. Remember, it won’t be smooth dough. The unevenness is what makes it flaky!
  8. Roll it out with your rolling pin to about an inch’s thickness.
  9. Cut out circles with a cup, place on cookie sheet.
  10. Grind pepper over the tops!
And you’re done. Bake for about 10 minutes, or until the tops are slightly golden. These biscuits rise BEAUTIFULLY, and they have a wonderful flavor. Enjoy!

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