Things related to that reality thing people are always going on about.
Wow. 2009. Anybody want to join me in pondering where the heck 2008 went? I don’t remember a whole year since last New Year’s Eve. I don’t. That went way too fast. So. 2009. You won’t find resolutions here; those never work for me. But there are some things I want to change, and I’m […]
…that I shall update this blog more often, and work harder at getting things I mean to do, done. Like a New Year’s Resolution or something. Only I’m not waiting for New Year’s. So. I’ve been working on editing Ben, and it’s a monstrously slow process. Not least because it seems I’d rather do nearly
You know how, if you really want to clean, you have to make things a lot worse first? That’s where I am. And I’m done. I don’t wanna do anymore. I’m ready to write now, plzkthx. You’d think I’d learn not to start on the whole place at once, but noooooooooo…not me. I never learn.
When Will I Learn? Read More »
Right, so we’ll start off early–cue the kid’s alarm going off at 6:30. Camera zooms in on Mom, the long-suffering hero of this story, struggling blearily to shut off her alarm clock. Half-awake epiphany as she realizes the sound is coming from the other room. The alarm shuts off; she falls back to the pillow
A Lovely Saturday in NaNo Read More »
Only…not. Main Entry: pa·tri·ot Function: noun Etymology: Middle French patriote compatriot, from Late Latin patriota, from Greek patri?t?s, from patria lineage, from patr-, pat?r father Date: 1605 : one who loves his or her country and supports its authority and interests You can’t go both ways on this one. Either you’re for “liberty and justice
Separate But Equal Read More »
But seriously. How many times do you really want to hear about my car, my kid, my cold/flu/whatever the hell? NaNo is still not here. I continue to plan for it. That involves a lot of reading, at this point, but my energy goes into pondering and not reviewing the books I read. I will
Tired, sick, broke. Car sounds funny, kid’s tooth maybe messed up, bills all piled up. Pisses me off. I’m not exactly living high on the hog, here. (by which I mean–I don’t have a bad mortgage, don’t have a new car, and my weekend in the next state is the only getaway of the year.