The seven-year-old composed a poem about our cat:
There once was a cat named Piper
Her life was a bit of cipher
Mom’s otters she took
She was quite the crook
And that’s all I have to say about Piper
An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
The seven-year-old composed a poem about our cat:
There once was a cat named Piper
Her life was a bit of cipher
Mom’s otters she took
She was quite the crook
And that’s all I have to say about Piper
by Mary E. Lowd
Originally published in Daily Science Fiction, December 2016

It took a hundred years to design and build the first planet. Multi-dimensional bulldozers and hyper-spatial cranes arranged the mountains, the icy spires, the cozy sea-green valleys in-between. Everything was perfect; ready for a feathered avian species to take roost in the frozen castle-like heights or maybe a variety of vine-swinging primates to set up their homes in the valleys. But no one came. Continue reading “The Empty Empire”
Me: tries and fails to sleep
Time: passes
Me: checks time
Me: “How has it only been fifteen minutes???” Continue reading “Time, Cats, Dragonheart, and Buffy”
by Mary E. Lowd
Originally published in The Voice of Dog, April 2020

Jenna slammed shut the refrigerator door and kicked it. The strawberries were gone. Mom knew Jenna was saving them but must have eaten them herself or fed them to the baby anyway. Jenna was so mad she could scream.
She stomped into the computer room where Mom was working at the computer with Baby Riley asleep on her lap. Mom shushed her and whispered, “You need to be quieter. Riley’s sleeping.” Continue reading “Summer Strawberries”
Achievement unlocked: get old enough that your teeth can literally hurt when something is too sweet.
Yay for collecting achievements? Continue reading “Teeth, Cookies, and Butterflies”
I got a story acceptance today!
Ages and ages ago, before isolation times, I was arguing with a friend about whether a dragon with toast for wings or a toaster with dragon wings would be a better story prompt. We each wrote our preference. (You can read their story in Zooscape. ) Continue reading “Dragons and Toasters”
The way Data describes friendship in Star Trek: TNG (as recounted by Troi) has always deeply spoken to me:
“As I experience certain sensory input patterns, my mental pathways become accustomed to them. The inputs eventually are anticipated and even missed when absent.” Continue reading “The Right Kind of Unfamiliar”
World of Warcraft quest givers in 2003: Go kill twenty people and collect their bandanas
In 2021: Go find twenty depressed people and say something nice to them Continue reading “Some Things Change Over Time… Others Don’t”
I’m rewatching Moana, because I think its structure may be useful for the fantasy novel outline I’m trying to refine.
I find working with models for story structure really helpful, especially because I struggle so much with outlining. Continue reading “Borrowing Plot Structure as a Stand-In for Outlining”
When you’re not used to seeing yourself depicted in society, and then suddenly, you see someone like you…
Sometimes your own initial reaction will be, “This person seems weird and wrong!” before (hopefully) having it sink in that, actually, you’re finally seeing yourself. Continue reading “Spooky”