Author: marylowd

I took a rehabilitated Borg infant to Trek Theatre’s amazing, final performance of “Measure of a Man” tonight. They really captured the heart of the episode.

Trying to convince the baby that a bunch of empty boxes are entertaining so I can work on my novel… Play with the recycling! It’s fun!

I’ve now sold all the fiction that I wrote between finishing college and joining the Wordos!

I tried to take a nap and woke up to see several very full glasses of water balanced around my computer and a six-year-old holding an egg while saying, “I want to show you a magic trick.”

Elaine and I played mer-otters and zombie mer-otters in the wave pool today. Yes, mer-otters. They’re otters with mermaid tails.

“What’s it called… Not a molecule… Not thermometer… Yeah, calculator!” –Elaine

Wesley has become a three-tooth.

Wesley laughed much of the way walking Elaine home. As far as I could tell, he was laughing whenever he saw a plant that was particularly bushy.

Eating banana makes Wesley flap his arms and warble. I think he’s turning into a bird. The dogs want a chance to turn into birds too.

Ten years ago, my new year’s resolution was to enter a story in Writers of the Future every quarter until I won. Today I finally broke that resolution. Oh well. Ten years isn’t bad.