SOCK MONKEH, avec embarrassing bulge, in honor of the orgy of capitalism and greed that is about to ensue. I actually snapped this some time ago, and sent it to the Selkie with the threat that I was going to buy one for her, so he could help her write. Her reply was sufficiently unrepeatable […]
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 […]