by Rebecca Ethington | Jan 14, 2013 | Reviews
So let me begin by saying that I very rarely cry during movies. Maybe I am good at holding it in, maybe I have an ice heart. I don’t know. If I had to take a guess though I would say that my years of theatre have messed with my emotions. After all, for years there was...
by Rebecca Ethington | Jan 10, 2013 | What's Ahead
I was woken up last night by the wind pounding against the side of my house, instinctively my mind goes to the siding. They wind has knocked it off before and I really hope it doesn’t do it again, the only way we can afford to fix it is by pounding nails through...
by Rebecca Ethington | Jan 10, 2013 | Thoughts and Wanderings
So if you haven’t heard by now I did most of the cover design for the book cover for ‘Kiss of Fire’, yep – I gladly accept responsibility for this monumental disaster. But that’s okay – the book was originally a birthday present...
by Rebecca Ethington | Jan 7, 2013 | Thoughts and Wanderings
I’ve been up since four a.m. Okay 4:25 to be exact. My nerves and jittery insides woke me up. I tried to get back to sleep – really I did, but everything felt shaky and huge inside me. Like I was about to explode kittens and butterflies all over my...
by Rebecca Ethington | Jan 4, 2013 | Thoughts and Wanderings
Let me just start by saying that is Flashback Friday post is going to be pretty lame. I stayed up way to late and got up way to early so I could finish Draft work on Eyes of Ember – and now I am going to be late for work. So because of that I am just going to...
by Rebecca Ethington | Jan 2, 2013 | Imdalind Series, Sneak Peaks, Thoughts and Wanderings
My whole life changed for the interesting when my lovely 93 year old grandfather offhandedly told me how much my grandmother liked my stories. He’s lonely and lives several states away so I figure – I’ll write him a story. Yeah – that will...
by Rebecca Ethington | Dec 31, 2012 | Thoughts and Wanderings
My youngest turned three yesterday. Yep, she’s old. We had a great party with mass amounts of Costco cake and cousins and presents. There was only one thing missing – the perfect present. The only thing my cute little daughter wanted. She didn’t care...
It all started with a birthday present: a little book I wrote for my grandfather, helped along by a little bit of performing experience and a whole lot of love. It has since evolved. Get to know the woman behind the words. 
