Bizarre fights the children get into…
Nine-year-old: “If we got five chickens–“
Three-year-old with extreme petulance: “I only want four chickens!” Continue reading “Chicken Argument”
Natural Inspiration
I went for a walk and encountered a hundred-some baby geese in a field of mint.
Whenever the three-year-old finds feathers, he chases down every bird he can find, trying to give them back.
Head
The nine-year-old on the Monkees movie: “You remember when we watched Head? Ever since then I’ve known what I want to do is fill the world with more Heads.”
She’s working on a script titled “I am a Sandwich.”
Also, “Never Ending Smoothie.”
The Hand-Havers
by Mary E. Lowd
Originally published in Analog Science Fiction and Fact, October 2014
A wise parent would never leave her one-handed child alone with a six-handed bachelor. A relationship between such unequals would only lead to heartbreak, or worse. Neither of Delundia’s parents, however, was especially wise. They’d met, married, and mated at the foolish young times after first-birth for Londe and second-birth for Arendell, soon leaving them with two young babies and only three hands between them. Continue reading “The Hand-Havers”
Distracting Cartoons, Tragic Musicals, Spider-Man, and Unicorns
Test of concentration: can I tune out Ghostbusters cartoons well enough to focus on my squirrel adventure novel? Let’s find out!
Test result: 380 words, bringing the project up over 24k total. So, yes! If I’m feeling determined enough! Continue reading “Distracting Cartoons, Tragic Musicals, Spider-Man, and Unicorns”
The Two Kinds of Dog
Two of my dogs got haircuts — one looks like a puppy before her mane came in; the other transformed from a mop into a tiny dark-eyed demon.
Blossoms and Thorns
I found two volunteer trees in my backyard. One had giant needle-like thorns, so I murdered it; the other has a blossom, so for now it lives.
Finishing Otters In Space 3
OTTERS IN SPACE 3 HAS BEEN EMAILED TO THE PUBLISHER. *Kermit flail, running in circles, fall on floor*
I entered Otters In Space 3 into my submissions spreadsheet, and it accounts for more than 1/10th of all the words of fiction I’ve ever written.
Numbers, Flowers, and Star Trek
Wesley is counting the tiles in a game and successfully made it to twelve, higher than I’ve heard him do before. After that, there were a lot of elevens.
The first tulips bloomed in my new garden.
Fun new game I get to play: which episode of ST:TNG to show the nine-year-old next? Up now: “Darmok”
Data and Twilight
A good playlist is a powerful thing.
Is… MLP:FiM just an extended pony remake of “Data’s Day”? And Twilight Sparkle is Data? Continue reading “Data and Twilight”