Can’t talk, have Australians. (I love to say this, people’s first reaction is almost always complete befuddlement.) Blogging shall resume with Friday’s post, but to tie you over, here’s a picture of a landsquid and a turtleduck.
Kit Campbell and Terrible, No Good, Very Bad Day
You know how sometimes you watch some sort of movie (or read a book) and things just keep going wrong, and you think “This would never happen in real life.” Yeeeaaaahhh. Normally I don’t like to deviate from reading/writing/landsquids, but
Memorial Day
Happy Memorial Day, American Squiders. I have returned to you, albeit slightly more sun-roasted than I left you. The sun and I have an understanding. I slather myself in sunscreen, it burns me in places I have never burned before
Rabbits and Snakes
So, now that Spring has sprung (or so I assume – it’s hard to tell around the rain) I am getting a better idea of how my yard works. We have a ridiculous amount of wildlife. Foxes, coyotes, raccoons, birds
The Writer’s Dream
I thought about changing the title of the blog to “Where Sky Sharks Fear to Tread” but then I realized that there is nowhere that Sky Sharks fear to tread, and also that they would probably eat me for even
Tales of a Writers’ Conference Newbie – Preparation
As I let you know last month, I shall be attending the Pike’s Peak Writers’ Conference this weekend. The terror, it remains. Luckily, my compatriots in crime Ian and Anne shall be with me, and hopefully I can just remember
The TV, It Does Nothing
I have a confession. I don’t really watch TV. There’s a variety of reasons for this – but the main ones are that I don’t like to sit still for any length of time and that I have better things
Alpaca Poetry
Once again, the Friday Round-up did not get rounded up, so today we will be discussing alpacas. How can you not like alpaca? They are fluffy and evil. I submit the following as evidence (and also dare you not to
Confessions of a Bibliophile
There is not going to be a Friday Round-up today (obviously) as I have not been on the interwebs enough this week to have rounded anything up. Hopefully nothing too exciting happened. I expect someone will tell me if I’ve
Farewell, January
I think, since I obligatorily New Year posted at you, that I am somehow under contract to tell you how January went. Don’t worry, I don’t intend to tell you my goals every month nor tell you how they went.
