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Kitty Condo Update (and some Plants vs Zombies)
This was originally written in July of 2013 under another pseudo whom I killed off. This was also written before I had a decent camera on my phone… and these pix just didn’t merit analog (at the time, or ever). Sorry. I originally wrote How to Bring a Man to His Knees when my pseudo …
Failed Recipes # 2: Kale, Chia, Oatbran, and Chocolate Chip Pancakes
You may think the title of this blog alone tells the problem: my use of the Oxford comma. Some people will tell you straight up that where I went wrong here was the use of the Oxford comma. But there you’d be wrong. I did NOT use “oatbran and chocolate” chips in my recipe. Not to get all …
November 7th: The Day of Truth
I know what you’re thinking: the title should read November 8th: The Day of Truth: US Election Day. But this isn’t really about November 8th or Election Day in the US (my brother’s birthday, by the way. Happy Birthday, Geoff). And I’m 100% certain November 8 won’t be a Day of Truth no matter what …
25 Things – or — How My Fear of Terri L Austin Gave Me 10 Writing Points
25 Things – or — How My Fear of Terri L Austin Gave Me 10 Writing Points It’s no surprise that I am a fan of Terri L Austin and her amazing ability to consistently write excellent books (and even cross genres). Nope. Anyone who knows me, knows she’s on my list. So when I …
Ergo Coitus Neverhappenus
Yo ho yo ho a writer’s life is not for me. A plotter’s life maybe. A planner and project manager, definitely. But writing? I’m paralyzed. One of my New Year’s Resolution’s is to finish ONE book (and to focus on that ONE book til I’m done). I have six on my desk. No kidding. Six …
Failed Recipe #3: Raisin Bread
I’ve been clearing out blogs which have been in “drafts”for the last three millennia. Here’s one from 2013. I may have posted this under one of my killed-off pseudos but fortunately, none of you will (ok, a couple of you) remember/know/care. I wrote this back when someone had given me a bottle of Bailey’s for …