I meant to write this yesterday and time got away from me. After more than a month when my productivity has been seriously impacted, if
Stickly-pig is good eating, I’m told. Which is maybe why the hedge-hog is covered in spikes and rolls itself into a ball, to discourage this.
I’m very experienced at avoiding writing. I knew I was really avoiding the WIP when I shredded the to-shred pile, and started a loaf of
Ever been so tired you couldn’t sleep? It’s a paradox. A very frustrating one, and it makes you grumpy. Maybe enough coffee will help, but
After watching the tablet make its way from Hong Kong to various states around the country before reaching the DFW area, I finally have my
Science fiction is the art of taking what is known and extrapolating it into the future (or past, or space, or other dimensions. Whatever.) And