An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
I just learned why I never seem to have as many different types of tea as I’d like.
I buy tea, and when it gets home, Daniel looks at the tea drawer, thinks it’s full, & stashes the new boxes in a cupboard in the garage. Continue reading “Magically Disappearing Tea”
Avery doesn’t know what this cold white stuff is… but she certainly didn’t approve it.
Piper has never seen snow before. She doesn’t know what to make of it. Continue reading “Animals on a Snow Day”
We had a white Christmas when I was a baby. And when Elder Child was two, it snowed but didn’t stick on Christmas Eve.
Just now, I looked outside at two minutes ‘til midnight after a whole day of the forecast calling for snow & finally saw three flakes in the air. Continue reading “Technical White Christmas”
by Mary E. Lowd
A Deep Sky Anchor Original, December 2021
Warm buttery crumbs flaked off the toasting bread and sprinkled down to the diminutive city built on the metal tray below. Gooey cheese dripped off the sides of the horizontal toast. Metallic creatures — ant-like with their half-dozen legs and expressive antennae, but tiny, so tiny, ant-sized to an ant — scurried back to their minuscule buildings, seeking refuge from the reeking rain. Later when the fallen scraps had cooled, foragers would gather them up and the city would feast on bread and cheese. Continue reading “The City In Your Toaster Oven”
I think I’m going to release one of my unpublished flash fictions later tonight… partly as a gift to anyone out there who’s in need of a gift (and who happens to follow me and notice my newly released story), but realistically, mostly as a gift to myself.
Continue reading “Releasing a Story for Christmas…”
If your cat messes with your computer, try covering it with plastic sheeting…
Then your cat will be too busy enjoying hiding under the plastic to mess with your computer.
Unlike all my previous Shelties, Avery LOVES balloons. She likes chasing and punching them with her nose, and if they pop sometimes, the noise doesn’t bother her.
This was my morning: watching fluffy white clouds drift over the fluffy white waves, under the awe-inspiring curve of a rainbow, all from the soothing warmth of a hot tub, as cool breezes played in the air. Continue reading “Heading Home after a Perfect Morning at the Beach”
I’m up to the 13th October Daye book, and there are all these octopus people and the main character’s closest relationship is with a cat fairy, and she hates water but keeps getting stuck in it…
And if you’ve read my books, you may be seeing some overlapping themes… Continue reading “Why You Might Like My Books If You Like (or Wrote) the October Daye Series”
My profound revelation of the evening: playing Diablo is sooooo much easier than running a magazine.
Also: easier than parenting.
Basically, playing Diablo is good, and I will do more of it now.
I’m watching Folklore: The Long Pond Studio Sessions, and of course, the music is off the charts amazing. But also… my god… listening to Taylor Swift talk about being afraid the label wouldn’t want her album… being afraid other musicians wouldn’t want to work with her… Continue reading “Watching Folklore: The Long Pond Studio Sessions”