I did writing tonight — all I came up with was “electronic jackhammer crossed with a pogo stick” — but it was still work.
The Lie of Mysteriousness
A worthwhile exercise: In The Wonder Years, Winnie’s behavior is presented as mysterious and whimsical, as seen through Kevin’s eyes; analyze how it’s actually logical and consistent if their interactions are looked at from Winnie’s perspective. Continue reading “The Lie of Mysteriousness”
Harry August and Not the Zoo
The great thing about writing the kind of books I do is that I get to name a LOT of cats and dogs, way more than if I was just naming pets.
I dreamed The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August but with the cast of The Monkees. It was… bizarre. Continue reading “Harry August and Not the Zoo”
The Universe Being Surprising
On Monday, I said, “The Monkees will never put out another album.” Daniel responded, “Actually, one came out today.” The world is unpredictable.
Maybe Presents, Maybe Monkees Albums
Me: “We’ll have cake on your birthday. What else will we have?”
Wesley, thoughtful: “Maybe… pie!”
Me: “Hmm. What will we have for dinner on your birthday?” Continue reading “Maybe Presents, Maybe Monkees Albums”
The Impossible Becomes Real
The new Monkees album is solid. Oh by the way, there’s a new Monkees album. Yes, really.
Unicorn Stories
I had a lovely conversation today about unicorns in literature, and it got me thinking about all the places that unicorns appear in my own stories.
I have a couple of stories about unicorns available on other webzines — you can read Feral Unicorn in Luna Station Quarterly and Hot Chocolate for the Unicorn in Untied Shoelaces of the Mind. I have another unicorn story that will be coming out in Kaleidotrope near the end of this year. And there’s even a unicorn briefly in Deep Sky Anchor’s own The Genetic Menagerie. Continue reading “Unicorn Stories”
The Carousel of Spirits
by Mary E. Lowd
Originally published in Sorcerous Signals, February 2014
The carousel turned, and Artie watched the ponies go by. He shifted his weight as he sat on the green, metal frame bench. It was one of many around the edges of the giant, window-walled room that housed the carousel. Artie was beginning to think that he should upgrade the benches. These ones looked nice, but they weren’t easy on an old man’s back. Continue reading “The Carousel of Spirits”
Cyclops on Safari
by Mary E. Lowd
Originally published by Penn Cove Literary Arts Award, June 2013
The little boy pressed his nose up against the minivan window, twisting himself up under his seatbelt. He strained his one eye, trying to peer all the way across the golden field littered with shiny white unicorns, gamboling and playing, their manes rippling in the wind. Danny was sure that if his parents would just let him roll down the window so he could stick his head out, he’d be able to make out a moose in the forest edge beyond. Instead, all he could see was stupid unicorns. Continue reading “Cyclops on Safari”
Otters In Space 3
I’m about a month of solid writing away from finishing Otters In Space 3. And I’m having trouble seeing the point.
So, if you care about reading Otters In Space 3 — and I don’t just mean that you feel like it would be nice if I weren’t depressed — but if you actually care about reading Otters In Space 3, then share and comment on this post. Continue reading “Otters In Space 3”