I refuse to say anymore goodbyes. Old Egg, start another serial! 🙂 Featured author: Sheilagh Lee, who has set an excellent example for writing a series of serials. This is the hub for The Serialists, a meme for people who post original, serialized fiction on their blogs. If you have one or more posts you would like for us to read, please put the direct link(s) to the post(s) in the linky. Remember to visit one another and comment. We […]
The Girl is at it again. She decided she didn’t like her hair and that the best solution was to grab a pair of scissors and hack away at it. She’s seen me do it often enough, so I suppose I can’t really say anything, but there’s a world of difference between my hair and hers. Specifically, mine’s curly. This makes more of a difference than most people think. I have had people ask if I cut it right after […]
Jill: Mom, I’m serious. If you make me choose between you and my husband, I’m going to choose my husband. After all the things you’ve done to us – from planting listening devices in our plants to jumping out from places you shouldn’t be – I can’t blame him for being mad about your moving in. You should go home. Besides, what’s so bad about living with Cousin Raoul? Raoul: Yeah, Aunt Tina. The way you moved out of Mom’s […]
“Mom, be careful when you go past the high school or you’ll run over one of those stupid teenagers.” “You’re a teenager,” Mom pointed out. “Not like these. Bye!” She hopped out of the car right in front of the front doors. Not two seconds later, a herd of late teenagers ran across the road like deer. “Thank God she’s not like those,” Mom muttered. The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly […]
I make a lot of musical references in Suzie’s House. There are bound to be some that my readers are not familiar with. So, to make it easier, I set up a page (under the Suzie’s House menu) where I post videos of what I’m talking about. Yesterday I just hit 13 of them. 1. In Suzie’s House 305 : Fitting in Backstage and Suzie’s House 304 : The Real Reason They Went to the Show
“What do you want.” Bruce made it sound more like an accusation than a question. Tracy shrugged. “I was just curious.” Which was the truth. She’d sat in the theater after the guys all marched out and thought about it, then thought some more. They all went out with a signal from Bruce, all at the same time. They acted shifty as they left and even as they went in to see the Passion Pit concert. No matter how she […]
One of the hazards of being a serialists is that the mood changes that seem to be part and parcel to being a writer tend to have a stronger effect than when simply writing a novel. Waiting for the muse to visit, for instance, is a lot easier to do when no one will notice how our work stops and starts sporadically. And a crises of faith can be devastating to a serial where to a book it may mean […]
In my Etsy Store now: . I couldn’t resist one last digital download offering: . About that Post: AFK. Yep, I’m away from keyboard yet again. Seems I barely got back from my camping trip when I turn around and leave again. This time is both more and less serious than camping. On the one hand, I’ve been assured that there will be internet access. Unluckily it will only be for a few hours at a time and spaced out […]
It’s a this and that kind of weekend. I’m not really focused on anything in particular, just this and that. For instance, I’m still trying to figure out what kind of post I should use to preserve the comments on my welcome page. I thought maybe it would be this one, then I changed my mind. We celebrated Easter with a personal egg hunt. The kids talked me into it. I get a package of candy eggs and scatter them […]
No one said a thing about the picture, and I’m thinking no one scrolled down this page far enough to see it, so here it is again. 🙂 I promise, this is the last time I run it by you. I love comments. No, I think it might be more than that. Maybe I even lurve them. (Urmagerd!) So when I get them, I really, really don’t want to delete any. But this page changes content regularly, and can kind […]
Tina: What’s that? Jill: We’re going to rent out the guest room. Tina: But I’m in the guest room. Jill: Exactly. Previously in Jack and Jill: A Saucy Wench The theme for this week’s Jack and Jill is sign as suggested by Heather Want to see what I can do with a word or phrase? Make a suggestion.
It was a tragedy. Early Sunday morning the children found the grizzly remains scattered all through the house. They assembled all the pieces and performed the autopsy. The verdict? Mother had sabotaged Easter again. “Mom, you read too many who-done-its!” The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with the most.
As promised last week, here are thirteen of the gargoyles in Mr. Al’s collection. He has more, but I’m not sure where. I apologize for some of the pictures, when tend to be a bit blurry. I tried to take them in place so you’d get an idea what it’s like living with a bunch of gargoyles in the house. Keep in mind most of them are small enough to fit in one hand. The biggest is about as tall […]