Meagan Lucas

Guilt, Fear, and the Day I Lost My Daughter

Posted by in Navel Gazing and Other Hysterics

The house was too quiet. The clock on the microwave said 5:00. I hadn’t seen her for 45 minutes. She’d spent the previous two hours coming to visit me every 15 minutes, instead of resting. Thank God she is finally having a bit of a rest. 5:15 rolled around. It was getting close to dinner and I don’t want them to nap too late. I feel bad when I just feed them, bathe them, and send them back to bed. I needed to get her up. I opened her door…read more

Self Doubt, Query Letter Hell, and Taking a Flying Leap

Posted by in Stuff About Writing

It is the last day of preschool for the summer. For the next 108 days they are mine, all mine. So I, of course, had lofty plans for this week. I was going to write a query letter, and a synopsis, so that I can be ready to start querying agents. The whole “getting your writing published” process is ridiculous, and awful, and for some reason I want to do it. You query agents, they all want something different, but you need to start with a fantastic letter that makes…read more

Anniversaries, Bad Service, Toddler Tantrums and Lessons I’ve Learned

Posted by in Navel Gazing and Other Hysterics

Today is our seventh wedding anniversary. Our children, and my parents, joined Josh and I at Corner Kitchen, one of our favorite restaurants, for brunch.* It was pretty terrible. Imagine if you will a surly waiter, slow and inattentive service, and the world’s most overtired toddler. There was screaming, there was crying, there was not nearly enough coffee, there was a tipped over vase and water everywhere and that was just me. Haha. Kidding. Mostly. It was just really bad and I left feeling sad and angry and hugely disappointed….read more