My husband and I finished up watching Wayward Pines last night (Yes, I realize we’re about four months behind, which is actually pretty good for us, television wise). And the series was working toward a conclusion, and working, and working–and
The Wisdom of the Future Dinosaur
Landsquid was tentacle-deep in flour–it was Thursday, his weekly baking day–when his doorbell rang. Most of his friends knew not to disturb him while baking was in progress, so it was either a stranger, or it was important. He didn’t
The Individuality of Story
So, not too long ago, I was going through my Twitter followers and putting them into lists because I’d become overwhelmed by my feed (stream? why do I suck at knowing social media terms?) and hadn’t really touched it in
Working Past the Beginning
So I’m finally getting to work on my chainsaw edit, but, like all my stories, I started in the wrong place and have to write a new beginning. (I know, I know, I’m so backwards. Most people start too early,
Of Sulking Alpacas and Scones
Landsquid left his house through the front door, carrying a basket of freshly made chocolate chip scones (which are the best kind) over one tentacle. He steeled himself, then quickly hurried down his front walkway, around the fence, and up
Take Charge of Your Writing
You know why most of us write, right? (ahahaha) Because we have a story we want to tell. We may or may not care if anyone else reads it, but we want to see what happens, how the characters change,
An Infestation of Ceiling Turtles
I can’t help it. I haven’t been this amused with a made-up animal since the Sky Shark. ### Landsquid took his mug of cocoa and his box of Cheez-Its and padded over to the kitchen table, ready to have a nutritious breakfast. He
