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Author: Cedar Sanderson
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Setting Goals, Knocking them Down
I’m thinking of it like bowling. I keep setting them up, life keeps rolling in and knocking them down again. But I think I’m to the point where the ball has stopped ricocheting (heh – pinball, or bowling? You decide!) enough for me to set up a few things I’d like to do again. So…
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Odd Prompts: Odder than Usual
With apologies, as I am quite tired… but I’m going to get it done. *** Granny Mathilde straightened up from her weeding. Every year the flowerbeds seemed to grow larger, no matter how many plants she gave away, or how much she sublet the yard. She rubbed her back, staring off into the distance,…
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Out of Spoons
I have not, in fact, got any spoons. I’m not just speaking in the mental health metaphorical roundabout lack-of-energy way. We have two, I think, maybe three, spoons. The rest of them? Somewhere in a box. Probably a couple of hours from my present location. Hopefully, in a box that will get here on…
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Odd Prompts: Snippet
This is a snip of something, likely part of the next Amaya Lombard novel, which will be titled Bone Sigh. *** The only sounds in the room were the ticking of the clock and the odd thumps coming from the empty apartment above. Amaya held very still, breathing through an open mouth, and listened.…
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A Chance at Books
I’m posting from the road… we are somewhere in Missouri for the night. Tomorrow another eight hours of driving, plus some stops for what-not, gets us into Texas and meeting up with friends. But in the meantime! If you’d like a chance to win free, signed, paper books? Check this out… One of my…
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Dormancy
The blog will continue to be largely dormant for another week or three. You see, we are having an Adventure. Which, to be honest, are usually best observed while happening to someone else, far away. However, there comes a time in life when you simply must pull yourself up by the rootball and make…
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Odd Prompts: Riders in the Concrete Jungle
The concrete cowboys were always a sight to behold. Sparks flew from the horseshoes as they trotted four abreast down the avenue. The towering skyscrapers that blocked the sunlight from falling on the riders should have dwarfed them, but somehow they dominated the scene. Crowds pressed up against stanchions, their breath as misty as…
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Emotionally Intelligent Readers
We learn from reading. We develop skills to process the world around us, and our interactions with it. We can see models of human interconnection and decide what we should do, in similar settings. “we turn to stories. Stories provide us with a broad template. They outline a pattern specific enough to be of tremendous…
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Odd Prompts: Fish heads
This was a strange one. I read the prompt to my daughter, who supplied the rest of the mystery for me. **** The fish heads stared up at him from the grocery store bin. Then they blinked at him. No… only one was blinking. Rashand straightened up slowly, looking around. The market was nearly…
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Connections – A Guest Post by Leigh Kimmel
You can find my post over on Leigh’s blog today, about the Hatrack. But Leigh also has a new book out, and you can find The Secret of Pad 34 here. One of HP Lovecraft’s interesting innovations was his practice of encouraging other writers of dark fantasy to include references to his various fictional…
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An April Fool
My best prank ever! You can have a good laugh along with me, if you buy and read The Case of the Perambulating Hatrack Available now in ebook, paperback and hardback coming soon… She was trouble, and from the moment she sailed into his office in search of a PI, Soldagh Dennessey was caught…
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Hatrack Update
Ladies, gentleman, and other assorted egregious beings… I promised The Case of the Perambulating Hatrack by March 2021. I underestimated just how ‘dirty’ some of my transcriptions were, from having dictated a fair amount of it, and either editing in posts here, and not in the main manuscript… suffice it to say, Past Cedar…