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About christinerose

Writer. Artist. Professor. Award-winning author of the Rowan of the Wood YA fantasy series. Needs copious amounts of dark chocolate, frothy mochas, and silent solitude.

Watercolor My World

The Hermitage, Scotland

Although I majored in Art in College before I majored in Drama, Psychology, and finally English, I never learned to watercolor. Most of my training and experience is in acrylics, so I’ve taken it upon myself to learn how to watercolor.

Here are a few of my recent watercolor postcards. Much to my delight, I asked friends and followers on Facebook who would like to receive one, and I got lots of responses! Needless to say, I’ve been busy painting scenes and trying new techniques ever since (while binge-watching “The Good Wife“). All of these pictured are already in the mail. Leave a comment if you want to be put on the list to (eventually) get one, then email me your address (link in right sidebar). Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted by on May 26, 2016 in Personal, Travel & Tourism


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Hiking and Hacking


I’m currently 30k into my memoir, so all my creative energy is either going toward that or into watercolor painting. It leaves little time/focus to update the blog, so forgive the sparsity of posts.

Every week, I go for a hike (or as they say in England: walk) in the Lake District. It’s magnificent. I don’t have the talent to describe such beauty, but I try to in my book anyway. I’m mostly following a small book I got called Walks to Waterfalls, part of the Lake District’s Top 10 Walks series. It’s a handy little book, sturdy and compact to take along on the walks. The directions are pretty accurate, and if I can follow them, anyone can.  Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted by on May 23, 2016 in Personal, Travel & Tourism


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A Life of Beauty

Morecambe Bay

A Life of Beauty is the tentative title of my current WIP. You will now see a little counter in my side bar underneath my short bio. Here you can follow along with my progress on my latest book. It is part memoir, part travel log, and part a journey of recovery. It will have a short background over the last few years, but the bulk of it will be my experiences (the good, bad, and ugly) since I left the United States last October. It will chronicle my travels, my interactions with people, and my evolving recovery. Read the rest of this entry »


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I Love My Life!

There have been very few times in my 46 years I’ve been able to say this:

I love my life.

I mean, I really, really love my life! I’ve never been happier than I’ve been since I came to the UK/EU seven months ago. Although there have been some rough times and some setbacks, they taught me more about myself and my own early-warning system, namely heightened anxiety. Read the rest of this entry »


Posted by on May 9, 2016 in Personal


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Helm Crag in Grasmere

Helm Crag in Grasmere

F*CK FEELINGS, by Michael Bennet & Sarah Bennet, might’ve been the best purchase I’ve made all year. The book’s premise falls somewhere between Nihilism and Buddhism, which is exactly where I fall, so it speaks to me. It’s about “managing expectations, accepting limitations, and wrangling Assholes,” and it’s done in a very frank and often hilarious way (314).

It does use fuck a lot, but that word doesn’t bother me at all. Sometimes FUCK is the best, most expressive, appropriate word one can use. In this book, it is used well. It’s a book about “letting go” without using that tired, old, annoying, oh-so-spiritual phrase. Better than “letting go” is learning not to give a flying fuck. It’s freedom. As someone who frequently utters the word fuck, I reject the notion that only unintelligent or inarticulate people use profanity. I adhere to the concept that people who use profanity are more honest.
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Posted by on April 27, 2016 in Personal, Writing & Reviews


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Brilliant Bard Banter: A Line of Hamlets

This has got to be the best 6.5 minutes in BBC History, especially for a Geeky Anglophile Shakespeare Buff like me. OMG I laughed so hard and for so long. Roared, even. The neighbors must love me.

This was from the RSC’s Shakespeare Live broadcast last night on BBC2 to celebrate the 400th anniversary of that Sweet Swan of Avon’s death. He was only 52 when he died in 1616. Even younger than Prince.

I think it is time for a ginger Hamlet the Dame. Indeed.

Goodnight, Eddie.


Posted by on April 24, 2016 in Personal


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Crying in the Purple Rain

“Little Red Corvette” was the first 45 I ever bought. It got it as an Easter gift. Well, I got it because I found a plastic egg with a little slip of paper inside that said “45 of your choice.”

Yes. My mother still had me hunting Easter eggs at 14. Even at 16! So she made it relevant by putting in money and notes like that to milk a few more years of childhood memories.

My heart stopped for a moment when I heard of Prince’s death. It was a shock. His music meant so much to me in the 80’s, although I didn’t follow his career after that, as music became less and less important to me over the years. At the time, his lyrics helped me accept my own sexuality, and they (contrary to the church) helped me realize sexuality was natural, healthy, and fun.

Since his death, this verse of “Purple Rain” has been stuck inside my head, as it’s quite apropos for a recently lost, special friendship.

I never wanted to be your weekend lover.
I only wanted to be some kind of friend.
Baby, I could never steal you from another.
It’s such a shame our friendship had to end.

Although I miss my special friend so much, he’s proven to be someone very different than the man he showed me for six months. Trust would be very difficult to repair.

Most people are doing the best they can, and we all make mistakes, accept bad advice, and behave poorly at times.

However, some people are too dangerous or toxic for one’s well-being, and I’ve repeatedly learned the lesson that the past is best left there.

I’ve processed anger on this blog over that loss and his behavior, and I would’ve welcomed a proper talk to clear up any misunderstandings for a while; but my peace and sanity are too important to entertain that possibility anymore.

If he (or other former friends/lover, except for The Rapist) decided to reach out to apologize and attempt mend our broken relationship, of course I would be open, kind, and compassionate, as that’s who I am. I would open my heart again.

Still, it’s best to let the past remain there and keep stepping forward.

May you all find peace. 


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Posted by on April 24, 2016 in Personal


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