Diablo 3 seasons pro-tip: if you’re trying to solo the Boss Mode conquest and want to keep track of time without wasting any looking at it, listen to a 20-min music album you know well.
I like to listen to the Once Upon a Time musical episode soundtrack.
I really wonder what I would have thought of the Animorphs books if I’d read them when came out, or better yet, a few years earlier even. Would I have loved them? I was a pretty opinionated, judgmental kid… but I think I might have loved them so much it would have changed me.
Would I have written different books myself if I’d read Animorphs when I was a kid? I think that’s really possible, and it makes me wonder what those books would’ve been. Continue reading “If I’d Encountered Animorphs Earlier…”
“I want to grow a mane,” Sarah stated simply. “A mane of flowers. I know you have magic. Can you help me?”
The lion cub hid among the rushes and narcissus flowers at the edge of the lake and watched her father, King of the Jungle, meet and talk with the shining white unicorn who presided over the deep dark woods adjacent to the lions’ sunny savannah home.
Sarah thought the unicorn’s forest looked more like a jungle than their savannah did, and she wanted to tell the unicorn that… but she’d promised her father to hide quietly during his meeting. He only brought one cub with him at a time to these meetings, and given her plethora of sisters, brothers, half-siblings, and cousins, Sarah’s turn to accompany her father didn’t turn up very often. She wanted to prove she could be a good little cub, so she stayed quiet as a mouse. Continue reading “Sarah Flowermane and the Unicorn”
Just reading Animorphs #8, thinking about how Ax knows the word “globules” but not “chocolate” and how beloved these books are and how ridiculous it was for my writing group to give me so much trouble for doing similar things in my Shreddy stories.
Unpopular opinion (& spoiler?): the end of How I Met Your Mother is absolutely fantastic. It’s heavily foreshadowed and a really beautiful, valuable lesson — Ted can both deeply treasure his time with the mother and still seek love again, without minimizing either relationship. Continue reading “How I Met Your Mother is Robin’s Story”
Apparently my fifteen-year-old’s group of friends is all going to Rose City Comic Con tomorrow, and the way my kid perked up when I said we could maybe go too definitely made it seem worth doing.
I’ve been re-watching Parks & Rec with my kids, and I always loved Leslie Knope’s journey, but it’s hitting me even harder this time, now that I’m further along mine.
I just finished writing a story about alittle lion with a mane of flowers, and I’m thinking of publishing it to Deep Sky Anchor
on Monday. It already has art from Midjourney, and my mom, who’s good enough to be a professional copy-editor, will probably look it over tomorrow. Continue reading “Taking Back the Power of Production, One Story at a Time”