The thirteen-year-old to their dad: “I’m sorry I’m behind on homework and that I keep procrastinating and then bug you with weird inside jokes about skeletons.”
Me: “…that took a turn.”
An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
The thirteen-year-old to their dad: “I’m sorry I’m behind on homework and that I keep procrastinating and then bug you with weird inside jokes about skeletons.”
Me: “…that took a turn.”
Fifteen years ago, I struggled to hold myself to the standard of writing 40 words/day of Otters In Space 1.
Now, I easily meet my goal of 500 words/weekday of Otters In Space 4.
Writing is a skill, like playing piano, that can be improved through consistent, mindful practice.
We don’t need to change the hearts & minds of fascist bigots. We NEED to take their power away.
But if you really WANT to change their hearts & minds, you need to speak their language—which is power. So again…
Take. Their. Power. Away. Continue reading “Time for THEM to Listen”
The seven-year-old: “I have so many hugs, I have to use one right now. [[rushes over to give me a hug]] I have infinity hugs and I never lose them. When I lose one, I go get another.”
The Mandalorian S2E2 is the best so far because:
—more Amy Sedaris
—lots of closeups of Baby Yoda & Baby Yoda doing things
—Frog lady!!!! hopping!!!
—spider eggs & giant spider
Also, this episode is further proof that The Mandalorian is FURRY FICTION.
Anyone disappointed Trump lost can fucking go to hell.
The thirteen-year-old was already awake when I woke up, waiting outside my door, and when they saw I was awake, whispered, “We did it,” and then came in and gave me the longest hug. #BidenHarris2020 Continue reading “Tidbits from an Inflection Point”
Well, here we are on the third day of Tuesday in the ninth month of March…
[Note: I compose on Twitter, because I find that to be a more useful forum overall. So, this post keeps growing, because it’s a compilation of a quasi-viral Twitter thread I keep adding to.]
It was never going to be a landslide. Continue reading “Winning is Not Enough”
I finally finished writing a story that I started more than 1.5 years ago!
I wrote three whole novels in between starting and finishing that story…
13-year-old: “I learned today that Princess Carolyn is an elf.”
Me: …
13: …
Me: “What?”
13: “Princess Carolyn is an elf.”
Me: “Princess Carolyn is a CAT.”
13: “Oh, sorry, I meant the actor.”
Me: “What? Context???”
13: “Princess Carolyn is in the movie Elf.”