Brain: let’s put a Taylor Swift song on loop!
Me: you mean get a song stuck in my head?
Brain: how about one where she rhymes with “legendary”! Continue reading “Legendary Boysenberry”
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An open letter to Gene Armstrong, Furlandia 2024 Chairman
An open letter to Gene Armstrong, Furlandia 2024 Chairman:
I have all the same knowledge and accomplishments that I had when you asked me to be guest of honor: Continue reading “An open letter to Gene Armstrong, Furlandia 2024 Chairman”
Poems Instead of Publishers
I’ve written 151 poems in the month and a half since my publisher dropped me.
I finally got all the poems I’ve been writing and scattering to the winds of social media properly backed up and archived on my Deep Sky Anchor site. So, next up is an editing pass on my book Voyage of the Wanderlust, so it can go up for pre-order. Then illustrating another book!
Marjorie
It kinda feels like Taylor Swift’s song “Marjorie” is about the Fringe episode “One Night in October,” where memories of a woman named Marjorie are the only thing keeping a man from being a serial killer… and then the memories are removed, but the effect on him is still there.
Everyday Suffering
The 16-year-old: “When things annoy me, I like to joke to myself that my suffering will make me a great artist. For instance, someday I could be famous for writing the hit single, “I Have to Make Myself Breakfast and It’s Not Fair.””
Too Many Poems
Me away from my computer for two weeks: ha ha! I’ll write a bunch of poems every day and scatter them across social medias like DANDELION FLUFF ON THE WIND
Me back at my computer: dammit, I have a ridiculous number of poems to hunt down and properly archive
Surviving a Much Too Long Car Ride
That feeling when you were about to fall asleep, and suddenly, you’re struck with the whimsical desire to see a rhino with cute little feathery wings… and now you can, because AI is awesome.
Going for a ride today. Continue reading “Surviving a Much Too Long Car Ride”
The Inherent Paradox of Wishing for an Imaginary Friend
When I first met Trugo, I was eleven, and I was thinking about how I’d always wished I had an imaginary friend…
The moment that the inherent paradox occurred to me, Trugo walked up. I was getting hot chocolate in the lobby of a hotel in Ashland, where my family was visiting to see several plays. He was a river otter one inch taller than me and one week older who loves hot and sour soup and anything with shrimp in it. We’ve been friends ever since. When I don’t need him, he travels the world, but he can be back in a flash. And he helped me finish my first novel by playing the part of Trugger.
Winged Otters
I’m not obsessed with winged otters, you’re obsessed with winged otters.
Oh wait…
No, I’m definitely obsessed with winged otters. You probably should be too. They’re the best.
Finishing Fourth NaNo-Winning Novel
I just broke 70k on my NaNo novel, finishing its first full draft!
This book turned out to be the first in a trilogy, so I’ll have lot more time to spend with these characters. But after an editing pass, I hope to put this first book out later this spring. Continue reading “Finishing Fourth NaNo-Winning Novel”