1) I’ve found homes for fifty of my short stories and two of my novels.
2) Lightweight sitcoms, such as Parks & Recreation and Modern Family. Continue reading “Five Things I’m Grateful For, Day Two”
An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
1) I’ve found homes for fifty of my short stories and two of my novels.
2) Lightweight sitcoms, such as Parks & Recreation and Modern Family. Continue reading “Five Things I’m Grateful For, Day Two”
One of my cousins is posting five things she’s grateful for, for five days. I’ve decided to do that too.
1) Great new songs on Sesame Street all the time, like this one (“A Lovely Sunny Day” featuring Zachary Levi): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xtvPlFty1rE Continue reading “Five Things I’m Grateful For, Day One”
When your hit points are low enough, any blow can one-shot you.
We watched the Vaux’s swifts roost at 17th and Agate tonight — a swirling tornado of specks of ash, so quiet you could hear their wings flutter.
Elaine, after hearing me talk about the Wordos’ goal-setting-and-review meeting tonight: “Maybe when I start Wordos, I’ll get a hundred sales!”
I won an award! My short story, “The Canoe Race,” written with Daniel Lowd won the Coyotl Award for Best General Short Story!
DRAFT ONE OF “OTTERS IN SPACE 2” IS DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Instead of fading away as I’ve grown up, my imaginary friend from childhood has taken on new life, first as a side character in my novels and now moonlighting as a baby-sitter for my daughter’s imaginary friends while she’s in school.
Proof I enjoy playing my new ocarina: I’m choosing to practice playing it instead of listening to the new Owl City album.
I can play themes from Indian Jones and Jurassic Park on my fish ocarina. It’s nice to have a little clay fish who will sing for me.
by Mary E. Lowd
A gift for my mother on her 60th birthday
When the mighty peach doth approacheth,
Wield thy vorpal cats and their snicky-snacky claws,
All twill be avenged upon such floral spheres,
They were ne’er giants nor windmills,
Only the fruit of nonsense upon a platter. Continue reading “Do You Dare?”