Adventure Week continues, but I’ve been too tired to blog. Also I’ve been trying to catch up on Camp NaNo. At this point (the morning of The End) I need about fifteen thousand words. If I were a reasonable person, I’d give up. I may yet. But. It’s 0748, and I have 35,401 words on […]
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So it’s Adventure Week here at Camp KD. Yesterday was Kitt Peak. Today it was Kartchner Caverns. These are the Whetstone Mountains outside of Benson, Arizona. In 1974, two dedicated (read “so obsessed they were possibly dangerous to themselves”) cavers revisited a sinkhole one had seen before, and realized the hole was “breathing.” There was
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Not that I’m complaining, really. We need the rain. I love the storms. But… It’s not supposed to be here yet! Generally the monsoon starts around July 4th. I kept that in mind when I planned my one and only week totally off work this summer. My friend and I came up with a list
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I’m working on Lukas and Alan for Goodreads. I’m researching a lot of things I didn’t know I was going to need to know. Rescued Greyhounds. Old cemeteries (and the difference between a cemetery and a churchyard!) Lightning strikes, Chinese Crested dogs, and the Underground Railroad. It’s a lot of fun. It’s also slow going,
The Random Research Stage Read More »
So there’s this awesome artist I’ve admired for some time. We met on a writers’ forum, and I’ve always been awed by her work. From her mobsters to her steampunk universe to her random characters of what universe I can’t keep track of, because she’s so marvelously creative I can’t keep up I am unfailingly
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Today I went to a farmer’s market. I’ve been meaning to go for a while, but never made it. (That thing with getting up and moving on a weekend morning may or may not have something to do with it.) Today, though, my friend picked up roomie, me, and the kid, and we went. But
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The problem with that is, of course, that you get to yearning so much you want to cry. Or at least, I do. I’ve decided I don’t want to just make a bucket list of interesting places to get to someday–I want to see everything. And I want to live in different places. Preferably without
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