A couple of days ago, I was hanging out with my brothers and sisters and some other dogs, when my super favorite human, Angie, introduced me to an obnoxiously HUGE dog and some weird tall lady. I was pretty nervous: I've only been alive for 11 weeks, and that dog was big and scary looking,… Continue reading My Name is Minerva. This House is Mine.
Ok. I know part of home ownership is critter management, and the occasional run-in with THINGS that think it's acceptable behavior to invade/explore/hunt in my house. Please recall my incident last spring with a demon house centipede or ALL THE WASPY GOODNESS earlier this summer. The ants. You guys. The ants. Sometimes I think if… Continue reading Of Ants and Corpses
Ragnar, contemptuous of fAngus's wrath, naps belly-up I did not nap today. I'd like to - radiation tired is still a thing in my house right now. But I had deadlines. Writing group is on Sunday afternoons, and I've been terribly behind in both my feedback AND my next submission. I ate way too many… Continue reading Sunday is for Self-Care
This isn't a real post. If you've been keeping up, you already know I grilled the spicy fly nest I found in the lid of said grill over the weekend. Then I grilled the wasp investigation team that filled up the grill on Sunday to check out the dead nest. Yes, I'm mean. No, I'm… Continue reading Update: Invasion
File this under "things that sound made up, but aren't" and "why doesn't this shit happen to anyone else". Yesterday, I grilled wasps, but not for dinner. I mean, I know eating bugs is a thing in some cultures (no, I never tried fried grasshoppers, even when I lived in Houston). I know people like… Continue reading Yesterday, I Grilled Wasps
The Evil Overlord has been ill for some time now, and while I often find her company unacceptable I will say she's been more available for naps. I approve. Sometimes I sleep on her feet because they're offensively cold. Sometimes I bite them anyway. I follow her all around the house so I can keep… Continue reading Day 1035 of Captivity
Nuke it from orbit. It's the only way to be sure.
I'm not a jealous writer. I firmly believe that there are some themes and ideas that just bubble up out of some sort of Jungian subconscious pool of humanity, and they happen at the same time to brainpans all over the world. I suppose the metaphysical or psychological exploration of WHY it happens would be… Continue reading A Writing Prompt
Cross-posted from NPP "A bird may love a fish, Signore, but where would they live?" -Ever After, A Cinderella Story In the seas surrounding the Scotland and Ireland, pretty faced seals with large, almost human eyes peek out from the water, curiously watching fishermen work. They'd follow the boats, sometimes even leading fishermen to the best… Continue reading Myths and Monsters: Selkies
This one is cross-posted from No Pithy Phrase. I've been drawn to mythology since I was little: all the best fireside stories are myths and fairy tales. When I was young it was the tragedy, the romance, the magic of it all that captured my heart. Now that I'm older, it's not only those (because… Continue reading Myths and Monsters: Medusa