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Journal of Valya Dudycz Lupescu

Blood and Boxes in C Minor

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I’m packing packing packing. Tomorrow we move into Casa del Lobos. There’s too much to write tonight, so I promise more once we’re a bit settled. Having many adventures. Meeting dear new friends, missing some beloved old friends.

Right now, the Oak Park apartment is a mountain range of boxes, and my children are playing pretend vampire family:

Liam: More blood, I’m soooo hungry!

Maya: Oh, baby, you’ve already drank too much blood today. Time to practice flying.

Lana: Blood! Blood! Blood!

Maya: Lana, I’m going to drink you so that you become a vampire too. Rock-a-Bye, baby blood sucker. Drink some blood.

Liam: How do I turn into a bat again?

Maya: Look, let me draw you a picture. Pretend the blood is dripping down my cheek like this. And I have sharp teeth.

Liam: Does it hurt? Will I have a boo boo?

Maya: We’re magical, we don’t bleed. I can sew you back together. It only hurts a little.

Lana: Me too! Me too! Lana vampire.

I love my kids. :)

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Author: Valya

Valya Dudycz Lupescu is a writer and the founding editor of Conclave: A Journal of Character. Her novel. The Silence of Trees (Wolfsword Press, 2010) was selected as a Semifinalist in the 2008 Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award and since being published (both in print and ebook), has been a Kindle Bestseller, breaking into the Top 100. Valya holds an MFA in Writing from the School of the Art Institute of Chicago and has taught at several Chicago-area universities. She is currently an Artist-in-Residence at the historic Cliff Dwellers Club and is on the Board of Directors for the Chicago Writers Association. Valya teaches workshops around the city and online and helps to facilitate a monthly gathering of writers and artists called the Chicago Creative Coop.

11 Comments

  1. LOL. Imaginative, though.

    Ah, mountains of boxes. When we moved to this place, the movers left mountains of boxes in their assigned room. Mine was, well… I couldn’t even see the windows. Like you, we were coming from an apartment. To this day I am amazed how much we had stuffed in that apartment!

    Mountains of boxes… shivers…

  2. I don’t want to think about moving. Ever. Again. (grin)

    Dr. Phil

  3. Your kids are nuts!! In a good way…

  4. It is overwhelming to see all the “stuff” exploded in boxes instead of neatly tucked away.
    :)

  5. Neither do I! I’ve certainly had my fill.

  6. As are yours. Miss them!

  7. Oh, a vampire worried about having a boo boo—I almost fell out of my chair. How funny! You are going to show this to them someday, yes?

    Thanks for sharing!
    love, me

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