Crazy Talk and Sometimes Socks
For whatever reason, I've gotten it into my head over the course of the past six months or so that Thursday night is cookie night, the best night of the week to dig out the brown sugar and a mixer and whip up a batch of chewy goodness. Or at least it is when you … Continue reading No Cookie Thursday
I’m this close (*presses finger and thumb together*) to finishing this pass of revisions on Project Hermey and shipping it off to interested beta readers who have been ridiculously patient with all the extra time it’s taken me. Huzzah! for that! But, it means I've got very little time to post today. I had leaving you … Continue reading Of Apples And Dinosaur Ambition
A white, snowy world Roads of gray and slush Washer fluid would be nice
Mother Nature must have heard me when I vowed I wasn't going to spend all winter complaining about, well, winter. Because it sure seems like she's given some of us a bit of respite this season all the way around. Sure, we've had a cold spell or two, but for the most part we haven't … Continue reading Snowy Days And Shovels
I don’t remember exactly when it was last week when I watched John Wick. It might have been Wednesday night, possibly Thursday, or maybe even during those sacred few hours after Friday ends and before Saturday truly begins, when a middle aged guy can enjoy a pint or two of IPA in a dark room … Continue reading A Movie In 100, Err, 200 Words Or Less: John Wick
The latest of my books is called Hermey. While revising, I'm mired in Chapter 30. With great fury, I'm rewriting, But the words, they are fighting! If I don't fix 30 soon, I'll go loony!
So here’s what I’m looking at right now. At nearly 50 degrees this afternoon, I thought it seemed like the perfect opportunity to spend a little time on my back porch, revising Project Hermey under an unseasonably crystal blue February sky. The Attitude agreed, at least about it being ridonkulously nice for the second month … Continue reading The Saturday Afternoon View From My Porch
We’ve been barely skating along at la Casa de Puddin this week. To the horror of all of us, the Puddinette was beset by some rotten form of the dastardly influenza on Monday, and has been clinging to her last remaining shreds of humanity from our bedroom since. As you can imagine, leaving me in … Continue reading Because I Don’t Have Time For No Flu
Each year Girl Scouts rule. O'er a Thin Mint reign I'll take nice chocolate chips, thanks
I would be remiss in not mentioning that the After in question above is clearly a reference to yesterday’s Super Bowl, which is arguably the single biggest TV-watching holiday on the American calendar. Honestly, I think someone should probably just have the NFL file as a religious organization so we can recognize Super Bowl Sunday … Continue reading Five Things For The Monday After
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