The nine-year-old is learning how to make cupcakes. This could work out well for me.
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An Icy World
Ah, what a lovely day for a walk through the freezing rain.
The ice on the snow cracks like the sugar crust on a creme brûlée.
The nine-year-old is saving a snowball in the freezer. She named it Samantha.
Twitter and Bed Times
That moment when you — a novelist and short story writer — wish that your writing was as good as a joke Twitter account.
Upset that we’re making her get ready for bed, the nine-year-old asks in a huff: “But what if I end up in bed TOO EARLY.” As if that would bother us…
Moles and Squirrels
Sometimes instead of writing new words, you pepper previous passages with useful references to the relatives sizes of moles and squirrels.
Happy New Year — Two Pieces of Flash!
To celebrate the end of 2016 and the start of 2017, we bring you a pair of stories that were originally published in A Glimpse of Anthropomorphic Literature earlier this year — this is the first time they’re available to read for free online.
Our first story, Sheeperfly’s Lullaby, is a snowy fable about a sheep and a wish that’s granted in an unexpected way. Our second story, The Mouse Who Was Born a Bear, is story of transformation and becoming one’s true self. Continue reading “Happy New Year — Two Pieces of Flash!”
More Santa Shenanigans
The three-year-old pretending to be Santa, doing a voice and holding a pillowcase of his toys over his shoulder: “Do you want a toy?”
The nine-year-old: “Just pour your bag out and let me see what you have.” Continue reading “More Santa Shenanigans”
Merry Christmas from a Grumpy Cat
Our first year has been a long, dark year, but we published a lot of stories — 45 so far. We even got a call-out from a story in Daily Science Fiction: the story notes for The Empty Empire explain that it was inspired by Deep Sky Anchor, and it sent a few visitors our way. (Welcome! We loved getting your comments!)
In this dark December, we could all use a little brightness and cheer, so our present to you is a classic Christmas ghost story about that lovable, curmudgeonly, feline Scrooge — Shreddy and the Christmas Ghost. Continue reading “Merry Christmas from a Grumpy Cat”
Broccoli, Teeth, and Christmas
Time for the Christmas Eve broccoli.
There’s a tooth under my nine-year-old’s pillow, and the stockings are hung over the fireplace. Santa and the tooth fairy may cross paths.
Hibernations and Rivalries, Both Thwarted
My plan to hibernate through the next few months seems to have been thwarted by my failure to be a bear.
Continue reading “Hibernations and Rivalries, Both Thwarted”
The World and Time, Frozen
My fish is super happy about the power outage — his tank has been relocated across town, and he’s all excited about the new surroundings.
I thought I had no words in me, but I managed to write an 800 word passage. Continue reading “The World and Time, Frozen”