The following is an original story which is part of a collection that I’m presenting at my other blog Unlikely Realm. So if you want to be an early adopter, one of the cool kids, or just love a good…
The following is an original story which is part of a collection that I’m presenting at my other blog Unlikely Realm. So if you want to be an early adopter, one of the cool kids, or just love a good…
We Now Resume Our Regularly Scheduled Program (or I’m Not Dead Yet) So, I wasn’t hit by a bus nor was I abducted by space monkeys. (Although how cool would that be? Monkeys, I mean. Not getting hit by a…
Sometimes, when I’m waiting in line and the cashier is really nice to me, I wonder “Is she making fun of me? Do I have something on my face. Is my hair standing up straight like I just stuck my…
After she died, I found some books in my great aunt’s attic. Among them were her diaries. March 12th, 1968 Dear Diary, It’s another lovely spring day, although it might rain later. It looks like they’re going to open a…
Uncle! Uncle! (or Don’t Drink and Blog) I am only one person. I know I’ve said this before, but there’s too much good stuff happening on the Internet. I can’t keep up. There is not enough time in the day…
(or I Never Meta Muse I Didn’t Like) Nothing inspires you more than a deadline, but not a self-imposed, arbitrary, it-doesn’t-really-matter kind of deadline. It doesn’t really count unless there are some consequences. You don’t spend all night cramming if…
After she died, I found some books in my great aunt’s attic. Among them were her diaries. May 6th, 1972 Dear Diary, I’m so glad that spring has arrived. I can finally get out and work on my garden. It…