The six-year-old is learning how to play World of Warcraft…
Six: How do I–
Me: Click on it.
Six: Oh! But how–
Me: Click on it.
Six: Okay, but how–
Me: Just click on it. The answer to any “how” question will almost always be “click on it.”
An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
The six-year-old is learning how to play World of Warcraft…
Six: How do I–
Me: Click on it.
Six: Oh! But how–
Me: Click on it.
Six: Okay, but how–
Me: Just click on it. The answer to any “how” question will almost always be “click on it.”
In World of Warcraft, when the NPCs are supposed to say your character’s name — but of course don’t have a sound file for it — they just call you “Hero.” This seems like it should be standard practice for times when you can’t remember someone’s name.
I’ve always believed that the free mints at restaurants confer superpowers. However, they’re generally arcane — like the ability to survive in vacuum — and only last fifteen minutes, so it’s hard to figure out what your new superpower is before it wears off.
Step 1: Find sand dollars at the beach
Step 2: Bring sand dollars home & let them dry
Step 3: Gently shake sand dollars & the now dry sand will come pouring out
Step 4: Sand keeps pouring out
Step 5: Sand pours out forever
Step 6: You have infinite sand now

“And it’s all over now
Don’t you worry no more
Gonna go west to the sea
The fursuits are swaying
And the radio is playing
Farewell for Furvana and me.”
I went to Rainfurrest 9 yrs ago with self-published copies of Otters In Space & no idea what to expect.
Now I’m GoH at Furvana 2019 & FurFest 2019, editor of Zooscape, chair of the Cóyotl Awards, & have 7+ books with FurPlanet.
Keep writing & help others. You’ll get there.
Look, before you all assume that there’s no point to re-booting The Princess Bride, let me just say this: the dread pirate Roberta. Everything else the same, but lesbian love story.
Reboots are just fan fiction that are allowed to make money.
Sometimes looking for more words in my brain feels like trying to scoop the goop out of the bottom of a pumpkin with an iced tea spoon.
That feeling when you have some coffee, but it’s too bitter, so you pour some hazelnut syrup into it… but it pours too fast, and now the coffee is far, far too sweet, and at no point was it actually drinkable, and you remember that, really, you just don’t drink coffee.
I’ve found it really useful in my writing to just get in the habit of doing the thought experiment of gender-flipping basically every character before settling for sure on their gender. I just ask myself with every character: would the story be different if I gender-flipped this character? How? Would it still work? What would need changing? And then, finally, which way is more interesting? Continue reading “Gender-Flip Exercise”