My blog readers know I have a son, who goes by the Little Man around here. He’s 11 1/2 now, and he’s all boy. I’m not saying that to say anything other than he’s a boy. It’s not that my girls don’t make fart and burp jokes, they do. They just aren’t… well, this morning… Read More He’s Average Height… For a Boy
Last night, I finished the work in progress. Tanager’s Fledglings is a bouncing baby manuscript weighing in at 101589 words, the biggest rough draft I have ever completed. It took two years, from the nucleus that was a short story about a boy, a dog, and a spaceship, for this book to develop. Life was… Read More Tradition is Hard
It’s a happy day. Yes, I woke up with bad dreams, but that was just blog fodder for the Mad Genius Club. If you’ve ever wondered about gothic novels, you may want to wander over there for a read of my thoughts on them. What makes it a happy day is seeing this! Scaling… Read More Happy Saturday!
I’m not talking about a fear of eating – that’s a whole ‘nother box of worms I’m not opening today. No, I’m talking about a fear of food. Or rather, trying new foods. Last night at dinner I served a seasoned rice I’d made up – and deliberately under-spiced because I knew the kids would… Read More Fear of Food
My daughter and I were talking recently about learning to drive. She’s very excited about it, at the same time concerned over getting it right, and we were talking about shifting gears. I don’t know, she told me, when I need to shift gears. And how many gears are there? Four, five? We got the… Read More Making a Gear Shift
In a recent post I mentioned my childhood battle with slugs, and John in Philly commented, infecting me with the delightful mental image of a small girl holding a ten-foot tall slug at bay with her salt sprayer. So why don’t we have ten-foot slugs? Elephants can get that big. Whales get even bigger, although… Read More Hydrostatic Skeletons: Or, why don’t we have ten foot tall slugs?
I can’t claim that line – that’s from the fingers of the marvelous Mike Kabongo this morning, when we were chit-chatting in Gary Poole’s unending thread #forthecookies. It’s too much to tell, let me sum up. There’s a bunch of us that use this lengthy facebook thread as a hang-out spot. We mostly seem to… Read More Learning is My Supercrack
Good morning, gentle readers. Today I am guesting over at Sarah Hoyt’s blog, talking about the meanings of words and one in particular. While I am there, one of my fans and friends, Doug Irvin, is here. He agreed to read and review a couple of books for me and this is the first of… Read More Book Review: Honor of the Legion
Mornings here are sometimes a bit chaotic. One kid leaves early on the bus, one leaves late, and the other never goes away. This means that I’m up, early, and then it’s two hours before I have time to think for more than ten minutes at a time. Yes, I know that’s plenty of time… Read More Python and other snakes