1990. Ninth grade. Casey and I were in the midst of our writing heyday. We were churning out poetry and short stories by the truckload–I had a novel in the works, and between us (and Margo and Chris) we had a collaborative novel that was already a legend among our set. We were romantic young teens who bought matching…
Last night, after…gosh, what, a couple of years of putting it off? I finally watched the last few David Tennant episodes of Doctor Who. Part of me has just been too darned busy to catch up with every series on the planet…and part of me has just been reluctant to see Tennant go. I watched more Star Trek TNG…
Mom and I had a nice long talk the other day. She owed it to me…as she had just experienced a strange anomaly that had her in the hospital for a few days. It was something to do with her heart. I hate hearing about this afterward — there’s really no good time to hear something like this. (Thank…
There’s a popular blog post being linked to discussing 20 Great Things About Dating a Writer. It’s all very peachy and SARKy and amusing and true. I would print it out and seal it with a kiss and give it to the Fairy GodBoyfriend in half a heartbeat. but… The other half of that heartbeat knows the dark side…
I’ve just head about the shooting at Johns Hopkins (story here), and I’ve contacted my Aunt Theda to check on her. (While she does have her own practice, she still teaches folks at Johns Hopkins and is there from time to time.) Everything in fine with her, thank goodness. And thank you to everyone who let me know. xox
Look, folks, it’s just common sense. You don’t ask a woman how old she is, you don’t ask anyone how much they weigh, you don’t talk about politics or religion, and you don’t tell someone that you know they’ve unfollowed/unfriended you on the internet. There is absolutely no situation in which this doesn’t make the other person feel like…
While I sit here and sort-of-watch Monday Night Football with the Fairy GodBoyfriend (FGB), I am reminiscing on the game from last night, notably the Redskins & Cowboys game in which the Cowboys lost in the last three seconds by simultaneously scoring a touchdown and a holding penalty. Yes, really. I don’t wish I was their coach last night….
During my convalescence (ie: while watching Bones and sniffling like mad), I saw a nifty little Target commercial on Hulu. It was a woman in a Target Accessories section, debating as to whether she was the type of woman who wore hats. She then goes on to dream about a hat-wearing life as she strolls through an orchard wearing…
It happens every year: directly after Dragon*Con I get sick. It usually begins presenting itself on Monday, as I’m making my last rounds and putting everything together to leave. There’s the achiness (the full scope of which I can’t ever really tell since it pales in comparison to the hell I’ve put my feet through in the last 4…
My dear friend Mary Robinette Kowal tweeted a link to this article the other day and brought it to my attention: Fairy-Princess Ranks Depleting As Girls Aspire To Be Doctors, Lawyers Now here’s where the Onion’s Beaureau of Statistics has got a loophole. Yes I am, for all intents and purposes, a Fairy Princess. I have called myself such…
Dearest Squad, A new chapter is now live! Chapter…
I finished my novel on Wednesday. I had such…
Joan Wilder was always my hero. I was 8…
