What sparked this one: This news story. The Prompt: The doll appeared on the porch Friday evening, with blank black button eyes and a soft vacuous smile. The Limit: 300 words GO!
This morning we went from “everyone dies in a Vocaloid” to “how does one ‘casually’ pick up a pickaxe anyway?” (We were talking about Hetalia Russia. Well, the Princess was. I was listening.) I love being a mother. There’s just no other job that compares. Good morning! The last week of school proceeds apace. I’m […]
Revisions on the first Gallow book are back with the editor. It will probably need another pass, since I’m too close to the book to see it clearly. This is part of the reason editors are critical to quality control–no matter how good a writer you are, you’re still too close to the bloody book […]
Me: Do you ever get a ball of snot in your sinuses, only you can feel it’s not regular snot but the yellow or green sick kind of snot? The Princess: You mean like one of your nostrils blocked? Me: No, it’s back in the sinuses. Almost behind my eye. The Princess: Nope, never had […]
Things I found out this weekend: * I don’t like Savoy cabbage in my sauerkraut. The texture’s just not for me. It’s kind of a relief to find a fermented cabbage I don’t like. Now I feel much younger. * Odd Trundles thinks giant daffodil bulbs are for snacking. WTF, dog? * Sleeping with the […]