*tap* *tap* Is this thing on? Check. Check 1. Check 1-2. Chuck. Chuck Toast. So, um, hello! In case you don't seem to know me, or in the more likely case just can't remember me, I'm Puddin. I mostly do all the nonsense rambling around here. Well, at least I used to. I'm sure you … Continue reading A Triumphant Return to Blogging (or…blinking in the sunlight after a month of NaNoWriMo)
Month: November 2012
A limerick for post-Thanksgiving NaNoWriMo guilt
There once was on a NaNo-ing word-monkey whose Thanksgiving was clearly quite lovely. But when they'd devoured all the bird, t'was time to write catch-up words, or his novel'd be cooked like his turkey!
A haiku for the lack of blogging (again)
I remember well the lazy pre-NaNo days; my blog's golden age.
It’s a big day, and big days call for…muffins
See that? It's a muffin. More importantly, it's my muffin. The Puddinette made it. For me. I mean, mostly for me. Or, well, kind of for me, in the sense that they're really for the Puddinpop, who turned 10 years old today at some ungodly stupid hour of the morning. I think it was like … Continue reading It’s a big day, and big days call for…muffins
A quick check-in and a NaNo update
Contrary to popular belief, no, I’m not dead. But I’ve been writing my fat, stumpy fingers down to tiny little still-chunky nubs in the past two weeks while working on my NaNoWriMo novel. As I promised before, new posts by necessity have had to be back-burned. Hopefully you’re all still getting a daily supply of … Continue reading A quick check-in and a NaNo update
A haiku about the sudden, recent lack of embloggination
Blog thoughts float like leaves Lost in a tempest of words NaNoWriMo reigns
Getting it done, sick as a dog
I’m sick at the moment, and it sucks. And I don't mean my typical, “holy cripes that dude needs to be committed because he’s more wrong in the head than Robin Williams” sick, or the occasional, “OMG, that did you see that guy break his arm while attempting that 1280 Double Nooner with a front … Continue reading Getting it done, sick as a dog
Weekend Debate: The Dreaded Hiatus
Now, I know what you’re thinking: here it is Sunday evening, the Bengals have already given us their weekly demonstration of how to be not quite good enough, the weekly family dinner is hot and steaming on the table, and yet, I’ve offered you absolutely nothing in the way of this week’s Weekend Debate. Well, … Continue reading Weekend Debate: The Dreaded Hiatus
A quick running update
That is, a quick update about running. I haven't got much time for the rambling or the nonsense or the, well, blogging in general today, but there's this thing that I wanted to mention to everyone before the weekend. This morning, Friday, at the sometime shortly after proctology o'clock, I ran five kilometers. Consecutively. Using … Continue reading A quick running update
An open letter to friends, family, and loved ones at the start of NaNoWriMo
[Not sure what I'm talking about with this whole NaNoWriMo thing? That's National Novel Writing Month, a fun nerve-wracking game delusional writers (including me, apparently) like to play in November. You can get more information here, and hey, why not check out my first post on the subject?] Dear Your Name Goes Here, By the … Continue reading An open letter to friends, family, and loved ones at the start of NaNoWriMo