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Neighborliness in the Land of Passive Aggression

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Ranty post ahead. Proceed with caution (or ignore it). 🙂 So, I live about five miles outside of a town of about 25,000 people. The youngest member of the horde would correct me with the exact population if he was here, because he has a great mind for PRECISION and insists on exact time and… Continue reading Neighborliness in the Land of Passive Aggression

Not a Master Task Juggler
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Not a Master Task Juggler

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Happy Valentine's Day to me, from SK. Contrary to rumors started by my new reading glasses stand, I am still here. I started the new job this week on Wednesday, which turned out to be a massively positive move. I was stressed about the change (because even good change is stressful and requires rejiggering of… Continue reading Not a Master Task Juggler

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Even Good Change…

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January became slightly more chaotic than I'd anticipated. At this moment I feel like I'm in the tail-end of an avalanche flinging me toward the future. My manuscript's due date for Crossed Crow Books was February 1st. I edited, revised, and added five thousand words over the course of January and turned it in on… Continue reading Even Good Change…

Probably NOT the Teeth You’re Looking For?
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Probably NOT the Teeth You’re Looking For?

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Well, the publishing process already threw me a slight curve ball: they asked for a picture. I hates having my picture taken, precious. I hates it more than Gollum hates Hobbitses. Ok maybe the hate is comparable. Anyway. Thanks to Amore Photography, who also did our engagement and wedding pictures in the last couple of… Continue reading Probably NOT the Teeth You’re Looking For?

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Today My Freak Flag Flies

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So, I follow an extremely generous blog that posts monthly collations of writing markets, contests, agents, and other programs looking for submissions. January’s list of writing contests begins with a long form poem about defenestration*. Defenestration, if you don’t know, is the act of throwing someone out a window. My first thought (which I voiced)… Continue reading Today My Freak Flag Flies

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The In-Between

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Welcome to the Twilight Zone of the year, where holidays are winding down but not yet over because New Year's Eve is coming and THE DECISION is approaching about whether you'll celebrate and stay up until midnight (or party, except that's not a decision for me: always a nope) or go to bed at normal… Continue reading The In-Between

Random Changes…and How fAngus Tried to Live in the Walls.
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Random Changes…and How fAngus Tried to Live in the Walls.

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It's a slow process, making changes in the house I moved into so I feel like it's more "ours" and less "I moved into someone else's home," especially when the horde grew up here and change often causes... feelings. I also am terrible at finishing things, which is relevant to this story. So, a few… Continue reading Random Changes…and How fAngus Tried to Live in the Walls.

That Time in The Farm’s Horror Movie Basement
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That Time in The Farm’s Horror Movie Basement

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SK and I went to stay at the farm house not long ago, because we had a funeral in the area. It was a sad reason to visit, but I hadn't been up to that house for a while. It's a small farmhouse on five acres in northern Wisconsin, on the other side of Lake… Continue reading That Time in The Farm’s Horror Movie Basement

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The Strangeness of Grief

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A couple days ago SK and I attended the funeral of an acquaintance of mine. We were not close, but our paths crossed in more than one circle and many of my close friends are close to her husband, if not close to her. I've known her for...goodness, nearly 25 years now, and we only… Continue reading The Strangeness of Grief

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7, And AI Spam is Weird

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Because it's still early morning, I have to count today as one of my seven business days remaining before my sabbatical begins. SO. CLOSE. I've finished the first draft of the cancer book for Pagans and am working on putting it in some logical order as well as a first pass of edits before I… Continue reading 7, And AI Spam is Weird