Grinchity Grinch Grinch
What is it about this season that makes me want to whack things/people with cod? Anyway. Have a merry, and may your holiday, whatever you celebrate, be bright.
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Babble
I forgot to categorize it. Might mean something. Probably doesn’t.
Firestorm
I don’t read nearly as much as I used to–not fiction, anyway. I work full-time, I’m a single mom, I’m a writer. I like sleep. That doesn’t leave much time for reading. A smart girl, as I like to think I am, will make sure what time she has counts. I read a lot of
Mutant Germs
Last week at the school band concert, my kid shared her hot cocoa with a friend, then apologized. She had a cold. No worries, friend said. He did too. She didn’t tell me this till after I had some of the cocoa. I’ve spent the last week trying to fight it off, but I think
Let It Rain
It’s raining. Has been all day. And a lot of yesterday. It’s hard for me to do anything at all. I love rain. I miss it. I grew up in Pennsylvania, in a place where, according to my 8th grade science teacher, some form of precipitation fell from the sky three hundred days a year.
Winter’s Night!
I’m thrilled to present the Turtleduck Press anthology Winter’s Night! Containing works from each of us, it’s been a lot of fun (and work!) to put together. We’re selling the e-copies for $0.99, and donating 90% of the proceeds to UNICEF. Because it’s that time of year. I hope you’ll check out Winter’s Night, and
Dammit, Life, Back Off!
I’m a writer. It’s what I live for. But I also have to make a living, and I’m a mom, and both of those have to come before my writing. So when I tell you that we’re in our third week of “computers as paperweights” at work, you know I’m frazzled. When I tell you
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My Day
This was much of it, or so it felt. I did do things. Just not enough things. Is it ever possible to do enough things?