Four-year-old: “I’m sorry.”
Me: “Why are you sorry?”
Four-year-old: “Oh, I didn’t wear a bow tie, and I want to wear a bow tie every day.”
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Four-year-old: “I’m sorry.”
Me: “Why are you sorry?”
Four-year-old: “Oh, I didn’t wear a bow tie, and I want to wear a bow tie every day.”
The four-year-old is very clever; he’s figured out that if he says, “I want to watch Star Trek with you,” right at bedtime… I may fold.
Also, I may not have settled on which Data episode to rework, but I am definitely fixing Skin of Evil. In my universe, no way in hell Tasha dies.
The four-year-old is entranced by his discovery that there’s a character with the same name as him on Star Trek TNG.
Four-year-old, muttering sadly: “The daleks shot my companions, so now I don’t have companions. I can’t save the world anymore.”
Me: “Would you… like help… finding new companions?”
Four-year-old: “Oh yes! I’m happy now!”
The line between my brain helpfully inventing a new Scream movie for me to watch while sleeping and just plain old having a nightmare is getting kind of thin.
I’m pretty serious about finishing up the story I’m writing tonight… but the story seems pretty serious about not wrapping up.
It’s a battle of wits between me and my own story. Continue reading “Struggling to Write”
*summons the willpower and concentration to tune out the singing socks on Sesame St. and instead work on writing my Tri-Galactic Trek tale*
I’ve failed to tune out the Sesame St… This message is brought to you by the letter W and the number 0, representing my word count. Continue reading “Writing While Watching a Four-Year-Old”
At the end of 2016, we had big plans for publishing a lot of flash fiction this year. Well, we have good news and bad news… Obviously, it’s September, and we haven’t published a lot this year. However, that’s because the stories we were going to publish have instead been picked up by other markets — many of them by Daily Science Fiction! Continue reading “So Much Flash…”
The kids think the Oregon Air and Space Museum — a small, eclectic airplane hangar filled with planes and mannequins — would be a good setting for a Doctor Who episode.
The four-year-old likes the planes but is creeped out by the mannequins. The ten-year-old is now completely lost in recounting episodes of Doctor Who. Continue reading “Visiting the Oregon Air and Space Museum…”