An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
Wow, my teeth-crumble-in-my-mouth nightmares have gotten stubborn.
Generally, if my teeth crumble, I know it’s a dream, so it’s over soon. In the latest though, I kept explaining how I must be dreaming all the way through a hospital trip. Continue reading “Crumbling Teeth”
That feeling when you’re trying to pace yourself on a long project but also push yourself to write as fast as you can, and you can’t seem to agree with yourself on a leadership style for dealing with yourself.
The more I see of pandas, the more I love them.
Look, pandas are just really lovable.
I’m approaching the end of Dark Crystal: Age of Resistance, and I’m just totally baffled about how they’ll give it a satisfying end, given that it’s a prequel to a movie that’s set post-gelfling genocide and mid-podling genocide.
That’s a challenging mark to hit. Continue reading “Dark Crystal: Age of Resistance”