by Mary E. Lowd

1.
As I wandered on a sunny day,
I came upon an otter along my way,
Living in a lilac bush. Continue reading “The Otter in the Lilac Bush”
An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
by Mary E. Lowd

1.
As I wandered on a sunny day,
I came upon an otter along my way,
Living in a lilac bush. Continue reading “The Otter in the Lilac Bush”
I’ve started rereading Jane Austen’s novels, and I just want to point out: she uses exclamation points & all caps ALL over the place!
Exclamation points & all caps may be horribly out of fashion in fiction these days, but Austen is a master. Editors can get over themselves. Continue reading “Italics and Exclamation Points”
I have withdrawn my accepted story from The Timberline Review (operated by Willamette Writers) due to their contract’s overreaching liability clause, lack of a sunset clause, and their unwillingness to negotiate.
I cannot recommend submitting to them.
God it feels good to no longer have a vested interest in a market that’s been treating me badly for a month and a half.
This is my fourth original sale (out of 172) to fall through; the other three were due to markets themselves going under. Continue reading “Fighting for Good Contracts”
The six-year-old introducing two of their stuffed animals to each other:
“This is a good person. Nice to meet you! This is a good person. Nice to meet you!”
Then they slammed the plushies into each other and had them fight.
What it is like when my spouse and I run routine emails past each other to check they’re okay:
—debate regarding relative merits of long sentences & short ones
—Finnegan’s Wake compared to a banana taped to a wall
—double slit experiment involving bananas
—what were we doing?
What it is like when my spouse and I run routine emails past each other to check they’re okay:
—debate regarding relative merits of long sentences & short ones
—Finnegan’s Wake compared to a banana taped to a wall
—double slit experiment involving bananas
—what were we doing? Continue reading “Checkin’ Emails”
“Now I am at rest, understanding that in books, and ages, and life the ending can never truly be written.”
—Riven (1997)
Myst and Riven are profoundly beautiful works of art.
I started writing a story seventeen years ago and finally finished it last summer. It’s one of my most inexplicable pieces. Continue reading “Myst, Riven, and and the Walrus”
Darmok and Jalad… up way past their bedtimes.
Shaka… when they finally fell asleep.
A couple weeks ago, I heard the memory of a line echo in my head, but I couldn’t place it. I thought maybe it was from Grey’s Anatomy… or a Jane Austen movie…
Now I think it’s from Remember WENN. But I can’t check. I can’t share it with my kids. I can’t relive it. Continue reading “Remember WENN and Grief”
Zoey’s Extraordinary Playlist is an exceptional work of art. It would be a crime against everything that is beautiful and meaningful if it doesn’t get renewed, and Jane Levy deserves awards.
[insert an acquaintance suggesting they don’t want it renewed, because it’s perfect as-is] Continue reading “Zoey’s Causing Extraordinary Happiness”