Today started with REALLY good news. I think I’ll just quietly bounce off the walls with happiness until I can announce the details, probably later today...
Okay… here we go…
Continue reading “The Snake’s Song Accepted by ShadowSpinners Press!”
An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
Today started with REALLY good news. I think I’ll just quietly bounce off the walls with happiness until I can announce the details, probably later today...
Okay… here we go…
Continue reading “The Snake’s Song Accepted by ShadowSpinners Press!”
My novel-in-progress is now the second longest thing I’ve ever written!
I just broke 70k on my space opera novel-in-progress!!!!!!!!!! Continue reading “Successful Writing and Fearful Dogs”
4-yr-old: “We should go to the fair again.”
Me: “The fair happens in the summer.”
4: “Will there be any more summers?”
Me: “Yes, there’s one every year.”
4: “Oh!”
We’ve started watching Parks & Rec from the beginning with the kids, and at the end of every episode, the four-year-old is aghast that they haven’t gotten the new park built yet.
Crunching the numbers when I got home, my array of furry books sold as well at the Eugene Author & Artist Fair today — a non-furry event — as on the Saturday of Furlandia last year. That’s pretty amazing — we are taking this tiny sub-genre mainstream!
Okay, listening to the Crazy Ex-Girlfriend soundtracks lifts my spirits IMMENSELY.
The four-year-old says that he thinks Santa will give me a tyrannosaurus and a Halloween calendar for Christmas Eve.
Apparently it’s time to watch through the movies that pop up when I search “Christmas” on Netflix and find out which ones are only mediocre and which ones are extremely mediocre.
So far, “A Christmas Prince” is EXACTLY what the title suggests. (I enjoyed it.) “Christmas Belle” is terrible. And “How Sarah Got Her Wings” is kind of amusing. Continue reading “Many, Many, Many Mediocre Christmas Movies”
My fish does a happy spinning dance when I feed him a blood worm.
Milo, an intellectual: “Deep down inside, we’re all cats, right?”
Otis, a dog: “Deep down inside, I’m a dog.” Continue reading “Scattered Tidbits”
If I’d written Bridget Jones’s Baby, I’d have gone for a different end, but they sold it. An enjoyable lightweight film.
The children decided it was time to start Christmas, and the ten-year-old knows how to play carols on the piano and assemble the tree all by herself. So there’s really no way to stop them. Continue reading “Snippets of a Day”
Theory: I will never stop feeling guilty for not writing more.
Evidence 1: I wrote 52k words in the last 25 days.
Evidence 2: I feel guilty that I’m not writing right now.
Conclusion: I should probably be writing.