The six-year-old is improvising a song about how if you want to carry steak around with you, you should store the steak and a steak knife in a bottle of steak sauce.
It is vaguely to the tune of “Everything is Awesome.”
An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
The six-year-old is improvising a song about how if you want to carry steak around with you, you should store the steak and a steak knife in a bottle of steak sauce.
It is vaguely to the tune of “Everything is Awesome.”
The first question to ask when planning a story: what if the main characters weren’t human? Would it be better? Because, I mean, PROBABLY.
Interestingly, the conversation that inspired this post wasn’t about furry fiction, but simply brainstorming a sci-fi story that ended up possibly making more sense with aliens than humans. Yet, the observation couldn’t really have been more on brand for me.
This morning when I started playing Diablo 3, the game gave my character ten tasks that seemed impossible.
I’ve already completed nine of them.
Luring myself to bed: with the promise of chocolate cake for breakfast. Continue reading “Impossible Tasks and Magic Portals”
The six-year-old, running through the house, to go get scissors: “Don’t run with scissors!!!”
Yes, yelling at themself, apparently.
Writing a novel is like spending three months precisely calculating the best trajectories & carefully throwing fifty balls into the air; hopefully followed by one month of perfectly catching them all as they rain back down. Continue reading “Delightful Tidbits”
The six-year-old, who has just learned that contact lenses exist and can change eye color: “I already know what color I would want — red.”
“These green beans taste like the song of a songbird when the snow is melting and spring is coming.” —the twelve-year-old
I just found a werewolf level and a vampire castle in Diablo III that I’ve never seen before, and they’re so beautiful and I’m so happy.
I’ve spent significant chunks of my life playing World of Warcraft as a Diablo-substitute, and I’ve always knows that’s what it was for me. But even so, now that I’m back to playing Diablo III, it’s stunning how MUCH more fun it is than WoW.
I’m now far enough ahead of schedule for the novel I’m writing that I could quit working on it for the rest of the year and still be on track.
More likely, I’ll push ahead and hopefully finish a month early. I love schedules that are designed to let me always be ahead. Continue reading “Pacing in Books as You Write Them”
I was having a really bad day, and then I found this chair.
The chair was having a bad day too.
Its footstool is broken, and it got left outside with a note scrawled FREE.
But the chair has a really smooth glide when it rocks. And needed a new home.
So now it lives with me.
“Even in the heart of heaven, angels can still feel fear.” —Diablo III
I have plans to go writing at a coffee shop in an hour or so. Let’s see how many demons I can slay in Diablo 3 before then… Continue reading “Always Diablo”