Works-in-Progress Update and Getting Naked
Ennui, killing off characters, angsty writer panic, and getting naked.
Ennui, killing off characters, angsty writer panic, and getting naked.
I forget things a lot. But my first medical marijuana establishment? Nope, that’s unforgettable.
So…I decided a few days ago that I need a social media break. It’s starting at midnight, it covers Twitter and Facebook, and it will likely last a week. I need this for several reasons….
So, my husband works in hardwood flooring. He comes home with stories to amuse me. In related news, dialects are cramazing. World, never stop being you.
This post is my entry in author Chuck Wendig’s “Flash Fiction Challenge: Horror in Three Sentences.” Come read my three-sentence story and be terrified!
A mad scientist kidnapped me and dumped my consciousness into someone else’s body. That’s the only thing I can figure. This new body of mine moves funny. It’s looser in the hips, as though my top half and my bottom half aren’t hinged together right. I feel it when I walk: Sometimes, I have to …
In this update: my sci-fi novel, a charity anthology, and Dances With Testicles.
Today, I’m offering you some free writing inspiration courtesy of incorrectly translated German. We’ve got testicle dances, tar birds, and elves made of ice. Come and see!
Examining stupidity in marriage.
I’m using my blog as a lab again, this time in connection with Twitter. What if I blogged a day’s worth of tweets? Come see the oddity that ensued!