Author: Cedar Sanderson

  • Odd Prompt: Hoodoo Snip

    Odd Prompt: Hoodoo Snip

      This prompt was great and my mental squirrels tried to take it in like six directions. But I stuck with a story I need to actually, you know, finish. I’m really making progress with it, now… including research into Brownstones, Cincinnati, and the Underground Railroad.  *** Benny the snitch, Chloe mentally tagged him.  She…

  • Free Time

    Free Time

      Last year, I was pushing myself to write, every day. Through illness, stress, and everything. I wrote. That all came to a shuddering halt when I got sick (again) in November. No idea with what – other than a negative Covid test, the medical field was completely uninterested in me. ‘Stay far away from…

  • Mediterranean Frittata

    Mediterranean Frittata

      On the weekend, I eat breakfast. Or brunch, as the case may be. I skip it all week, in favor of intermittent fasting. But on the weekend!  My dear First Reader makes me amazing omelettes. They are a mainstay here at the Nut House for dinners, when I come in tired and we don’t…

  • Loose Ends

    Me: I’ve got my chores done. House is clean. I’m supervising the boys playing and baking cookies so I can’t focus to write. First Reader: I’m going to suggest something radical. Reading. Pleasure reading. How about the crime book by Sayers you just bought? See, I was naughty on my way home from work Friday.…

  • Guest Post: A Space for Storytellers

    Guest Post: A Space for Storytellers

      Leigh and I did a post swap – you can find my post over at StarshipCat, on maps and fiction. Wander on over and say hi! at least, and enjoy the twin essays (we didn’t talk topics or anything before doing this, which was fun). Also, Leigh has a plethora of stories on the…

  • Odd Prompts: A Ghast

    Odd Prompts: A Ghast

      This is a bit of what will eventually be “The Groundskeeper: Hoodoo You Do” when I’m finished with it. The joke is all on the First Reader!  **** Chloe put her hands on her hips. Her purple hair, now with blue tips, was slipping out of her messy bun and tickling her forehead, where…

  • New Release: One Hungry Werewolf and Other Monstrous Rhymes!

    New Release: One Hungry Werewolf and Other Monstrous Rhymes!

      And it’s out now, in paper and cool flowable ebook format! Get your copy today and you won’t regret it. Perfect for the young friends who like their entertainment a little spooky and a bit silly. One Hungry Werewolf: and Other Monstrous Rhymes Poems by Jimmie Bise Jr. and illustrations by Cedar Sanderson. When…

  • Blood Orange Ricotta Cake

    Blood Orange Ricotta Cake

      This recipe came out of two things: first, I had ricotta that needed to be used up, and blood oranges to do something with. Two, my dear son had taken the bit between his teeth and was raring to make a cooking video. Without further ado, the recipe:  Blood Orange Ricotta Cake Preheat the…

  • Chat Topics

    Chat Topics

      I’ll be doing my usual weekly livestream chat at 7:30PM EST tonight. It’s Friday! What would you like to hear me ramble about? I’m always open to topic suggestions.  In the meantime, work is very busy, which makes the week just fly by. It feels like it was just Monday yesterday. I’ll take it.…

  • Quotes On Liberty

    Quotes On Liberty

      Continuing with my reading of great thinkers through the ages, on the topics of liberty, freedom, and the innate rights of Man, I have been very much enjoying John Stuart Mill’s On Liberty.  Although some of his arguments and persuasions are more targeted to freedom of speech and thought in religious settings, they apply…

  • Look a Squirrel!

    Look a Squirrel!

      The day has been long. I’m tired, I have to wrangle the dictation transcription into something approaching English – anyone recommend a decent cardioid microphone with a 3.5mm jack, less than $100? Much appreciated, if so!  On the upside, the Little Man had a shining moment and then another, today. I came home to…

  • Odd Prompts: Come Home for Dinner

    Odd Prompts: Come Home for Dinner

      This is a flash piece, just something playing around the concept the prompt gave me.   Come Home for Dinner “I’m telling you, an elf was stalking me!” I looked down at my brother. He was lying  at my feet, having covered himself in a heap of dead, dried up old brown leaves. I had…