I own a banana slicer. And I am not ashamed.
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!
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!
Today, I bring you a free short story, posted in its entirety on my blog. Come and read!
So, apparently, WordPress hasn’t been sending me notification emails for comments. I don’t know why.
Thank-you to all of you who’ve commented recently! I’m working on getting my notifications fixed so that I’ll actually find out that you commented the next time you comment. ; ) In the meantime, I will try to answer comments as soon as possible.
Keep readin’! : )
Some horror and sci-fi writing prompts from best-selling sci-fi author Tony Healey. I’ve highlighted and commented on a few of my favorites!
A DAY IN THE WRITING LIFE OF COURTNEY, back when I still had a daily Writing Life. Enjoy, mourn, and rejoice with me, O thou hapless, lovely reader.
Some lady called me a “hobbyist writer.” I have a few things to say about that.
Best-selling Far From Home Series author Tony Healey has put out a call for short stories. He’s publishing an anthology for charity in November and is taking submissions in speculative fiction, horror, and sci-fi. Here are the details from Tony himself: TITLE: TO BE DECIDED AGENDA: Charity anthology of Speculative / Horror / SF short …
Today I bring you three of my favorite short poems by other people. One is silly, one is thought-provoking, and one means whatever you want it to. Enjoy.
This is a post about how I made an ass of myself. And nobody knew about it but me. So no one would ever have had to know. Except that I’m putting it on the internet….
The Depression Part I’ve felt depressed lately. Sad. Lethargic. Numb. Angry. Frustrated. Disinterested. Dark view of life. No hope. Blech. I’ve blogged about depression before. And I’ve blogged about one of the main triggers of depression for me: not exercising my creativity. When I realized that I was depressed, I said to several people who …