Hopefully no one got confused (like Ian *cough*) and read A Swiftly Tilting Planet instead. While Planet was published before Many Waters, Many Waters goes first chronologically. I still like it a lot. Bible mythology is one of my very
Snow: A Nano Analogy
I’m not sure why every time it snows my blog post is late. It makes no sense. Anyway, my brain is in strange analogy mode, so off we go. I was out for a walk (yes, in the snow) and
A Haiku of Plesiosaurs
(Just a reminder that the Many Waters discussion is scheduled for next Tuesday, October 30. This one is slightly longer than the other books, so plan accordingly.) Oh, plesiosaur Ancient lizard of the sea I have heard it said That
Prepping for Nanowrimo
Well, Squiders, it’s that time of year again. We are a mere 13 days from the start of National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) and all the insanity that that entails. What is NaNoWriMo (asks probably a very few of you)?
When Is a Bad Book Too Bad?
I’m curious, Squiders. At what point do you put down a book that you don’t like? One that you honestly feel like you are wasting your life by reading. One that you are wondering how it ever made it to
A Landsquid, a Turtleduck, and a Ghost Story Walk Into a Bar…
Hey, want to see what a landsquid looks like when you haven’t drawn one in a few months? My imagination is weird. Also, in celebration of the haunting season being afoot, you can read my new ghost story, The Door
Adventures in Old English
First, I want you to go here and then tell me if you have any idea what’s being said. That, my friends, is Old English. If you were belaboring under the misconception that, say, Shakespeare is Old English, you now
The Dangers of Being Informed
So, like most of you, Squiders, I love to read. I love a drizzly afternoon with a book in my lap and a cup of cocoa close at hand. I love visiting new places and meeting new friends. And, also
Time Quintet Re-read: A Wind in the Door
When I first read this book as a kid, I remember coming out of it being slightly confused about what had just happened. I still feel that way. I think it’s the end. The inexplicable wind that blows the door