Me: So, I’m desperately searching for this new book I read about online. Ed: Oh? Me: Yeah, and I can’t find it anywhere. I swear I read an article about it just a few days ago. But I can’t remember the title, the author, the main character, nothing. Not even where I read about it. …
that moment when your husband points out to you that the strangely liquidy laundry soap you’ve been washing clothes in for a week is actually fabric softener well, that explains a lot In Other News 4yo: You be Twilight Sparkle, and I’ll be Nightmare Moon. Me: Well, Twilight Sparkle reads books, so let’s go read …
No real blog post for you today, my beauties. Because: As one is wont to say on Twitter, I #amediting. Feast your peepers: I’m on the FINAL EDIT!!!!! of The Dying of the Light (Legends of the Light-Walkers, #3) (formerly known as Legacy, formerly known as Legend’s Heir), my epic fantasy story of Rafe Skelleran …
Odd ramblings, dumb huamn tricks, and a novel-writing update! Bazinga!
In which I get too intimate with my smartphone.
In case you hadn’t noticed, I’ve been rather absent from my blog for the last two months. This is due to writing, a golden anniversary, and plot-pantsing — which, according to Google, I just made up. BANGERANG. So come find out about that! Also, there’s a blog-hop.
I have a problem. I buy carrots
Also: SPOLIER, If You Haven’t Seen a Preview for Tonight’s Episode Me: Honey, tonight’s “The Blacklist.” Are you excited? Ed: I’m scared. Me: Of what? Ed: That one guy is gonna get hurt really bad. Me: Who? Red? Ed: Yeah. He’s gonna get hurt really bad. I saw a preview. Me: Hey! Thanks for the …
I forget things a lot. But my first medical marijuana establishment? Nope, that’s unforgettable.
Examining stupidity in marriage.