Babble

I forgot to categorize it. Might mean something. Probably doesn’t.

When to Give Up

From here, in the comments: And I mean it’s not like I’d never teased myself with the idea of giving up, or of at least pretending until I realized that’s not what I wanted. But there’s a difference between teasing yourself and being in that very dark place where you feel like you don’t have […]

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The Power of Mornings

I’m almost afraid to say anything lest I break the spell, but look! I’m blogging in the morning. Before work. That’s because I’ve finally (knock on wood) got the habit of getting up before I absolutely positively must get up to get out the door anywhere close to on time (usually late.) The change actually

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Like Christmas, Only Better

So. Two weeks off from work. Of course there were holidays in there, so it wasn’t all my time (I like holidays. For about an hour. Maybe two, if I get good presents. Which I did. I showed you my pen–you oughtta see my squid!) Anyway. Holidays can be fun, but they get in the

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Have a Sampling

Editing is a very difficult practice. It’s like when you’re riding, and you put your horse to a jump they don’t want to do. That horse is going to try to veer off, and it takes a strong rider to convince a horse to go where she wants rather than where the horse wants. Muses,

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It’s a FISH!!

Those of you who know me online know I tend to use marine animals as weapons. If you know me offline–well, it’s a long story. Just accept that I tend to use marine animals as weapons. In particular, I use fish-thwacks to threaten encourage my writer friends to accomplish. So you’ll understand my joy that

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Too Much Good Stuff

Once again I find myself with a monumentally slow browser because I don’t want to close tabs. So I shall share the bounty, in hopes I can then escape it. Death by Drunk Elk That’s gotta really suck. Exactly what did they think he’d killed her with, before they declared it death by elk? Cosmic

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