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My fourteen-year-old declines to add this phrase that I helpfully composed for them to the paper they’re writing for school, so I’m just gonna put it here:

“Unlike friendly air that we enjoy breathing, the air in tornadoes…”

It’s a strange feeling showing a 25-year-old movie you love dearly to someone who’s never seen it before and seeing all the ways it must look different if you’re seeing it for the first time now. Even if it mostly holds up pretty well, it’s existing in a very different context.

Me: *sees an interesting submission call*

Brain: *outlines a suitable short story*

Me: “Great! Now let’s write it…”

Brain: *looks around frantically trying to figure out who I could possibly be talking to, because it certainly didn’t sign up for that kind of work* Continue reading “Stubborn and Brilliant in Turn”

I’m helping my kid brainstorm an outline for a playwriting class they’re taking — it involves a cat superhero protecting a museum from a dog supervillain trying to steal a T-Rex leg bone.

This may be better than any of the projects I’m working on.

It’s amazing how much you can suddenly love pizza that you would have previously been snobby about when your options get narrowed down by no longer being able to eat actual real cheese.

I love how #FurryBookMonth gets so many people talking about furry books!

Proposal: #FurryBookYear

But then at the end of the year, we forget it was temporary and everyone just keeps talking about furry books forever.

I know I say this every time I rewatch any of the Scream franchise, but I just really love how much it gets how incredibly ominous it is whenever a man touches a woman without her consent.

At the Raptor Center with my 8-year-old…

Bald eagle: -stares intently at 8-

Me: “That bird looks like it wants to eat you.”

8 to eagle: “Yeah, but I could take you down in a game of Roblox!”

Diablo 2: Resurrected has a toggle that lets you switch between the new updated graphics and the original, 20-year-old ones.

And it’s both amazing how beautiful the original game was… and amazing how much more beautiful the new version is.

A friend of mine once had a sick cat losing her fur. The cat played with laser pointers & had an enclosed patio for bird watching. The vet concluded it was anxiety caused by never catching anything she chased, & she needed more physical toys.

Writing feels like this sometimes. Continue reading “Jumping at Shadows and Lights”