.............................Free Reads
Baking Lessons by KD Sarge
Zeke's granny has recipes far more dangerous than cookies.
Beloved by Erin Zarro
Some things really shouldn't be shared.
.............For You...............
Hands-On Learning by KD Sarge
Rafe isn't good at math, but Taro has a plan to help.
Still Waters Run Deep Part 4 by Siri Paulson
In an empty city, Payut finds much to fear. Part four of five.
From Us............................
Doomsday by Kit Campbell
Just because you're paranoid...
A Debt Reclaimed by KD Sarge
In a war-torn city, Eve Marcori finds an old friend and a new charge.
Yay. Sparklies.
Tis the season for sparkly cat vomit. (Cats + Tinsel. You do the math.)
It's the season for my 16yo to prance around the house like a velociraptor in a Santa hat saying “Chrisssstmmaaaass...”
“Child, did you put the dishes away?”
“Chrissssttmaassss...”
“Did you feed the cat?”
“Chriiiiiisssstmassss...”
"Do you want some gravy?”
“Chriiiiissssssttmmmmaaasssss...”
It's the time my inner Evil comes out, as I wrap the three new videogames that are cool but not what she asked for in the same wrapping paper (no disguising box either, she KNOWS those are games), and then hide the game she begged me for in the very bottom of the only gift bag, with another present on top so she'll be more surprised when she finds it.
It is, alas, the time of year when I run out of holiday spirit well before the holiday. It doesn't help that I've been sick for a week and my 16yo is currently down an excellent impression of a seal.
Nanowrimo Afterthoughts
I don't mean to be tagging along on Siri's coattails, but perhaps it can't be helped. This was the first year in a while for both of us to attempt Nano, so of course we're going to want to talk about it.
Unlike Siri, my wrists haven't been hating me any more than usual, so I threw myself into the idea full force--50K, on a brand new project (I did Nano in 2011, but did a story I'd already started--second draft, even).
And I am pleased to say that, in the end, I pulled it out.
Writing the Wrongs
I had a plan for this blog post. I don’t remember what it was. Last night’s events in Missouri have left me saddened, outraged, and deeply distressed. I can’t talk lightheartedly today.
In this world, we’re not supposed to hit people. We’re not supposed to react with violence to the hate and harm piled on us. And I get it. I do. Anything that can be solved with violence can be solved better and faster without it, if people are willing to try. And we need to be willing to try. Or it just gets worse.
I know that. But sometimes, man…sometimes the need to just hit someone is pretty darn strong.