by Mary E. Lowd
At the moment of enlightenment
All ideas blend
Different notions, disparate thoughts
Interconnect Continue reading “The Fusion of Giraffe and Moth”
An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
by Mary E. Lowd
At the moment of enlightenment
All ideas blend
Different notions, disparate thoughts
Interconnect Continue reading “The Fusion of Giraffe and Moth”
by Mary E. Lowd
Spectacular, as the light
Shines through her
Wings so bright Continue reading “Giraffe Moth”
by Mary E. Lowd
Wispy wings of wanton ambition
This crab feels no contrition
She’ll rise above others Continue reading “Crab Wings”
I finished the Tri-Galactic Trek story I was working on last night! So, that means I can release COLLIE COMMANDER next month, but it also means I have to decide what I’m working on next…
I have several projects already underway that I could go back to, but I might want to do NaNoWriMo, which would mean sticking to shorter projects for the next two weeks. And I do have a lot of short stories I could be working on… Continue reading “Between Projects”
by Mary E. Lowd
Fluffy & flowing
Secure in knowing
She’s the answer to a riddle
That should never have been asked Continue reading “The Fluffy Unicorn”
My older kid passed their driving test!
I have a kid who can drive…
Time is a wild trip.
Doing a quick run of the numbers, it looks like I’ve sold 44 times as many copies of my books this year as the publisher who unceremoniously dumped them managed to sell last year.
And this year isn’t over.
That publisher was holding me back. Self-publishing is the way.
There’s a lot of art and random commentary from people devoted to the idea that even as you age, you still feel like the same young person inside, and I think there’s a lot of truth to that. At least, in my experience so far, yes, it seems mostly true.
Except for one thing I’ve noticed. Continue reading “Decades and Waking Up”
by Mary E. Lowd
An excerpt from Nexus Nine. If you’d prefer, you can start with Chapter 1 or return to the previous chapter.
In the morning, Grawf walked with Mazel to the medical bay, by way of Scharm’s Bar where they each had a bracing mug of hot jumaria nectar. Once Mazel felt good and jittery from the jumaria nectar, she figured she was ready to face Doctor Jardine — who probably didn’t need jumaria nectar to feel energetic.
When Mazel hesitated outside the doors of the medical bay, Grawf put a giant paw on the small cat’s shoulder. She didn’t say anything. They hadn’t talked about Mazel’s fear, uncertainty, and general quandary since their brief conversation aboard Star-Skipper 1 the night before. Sometimes, it helps more to spend time with someone and not talk about your problems. Just take a break from them. Continue reading “Nexus Nine – Chapter 12: Resolved”