Before I get into it, I had to sit down with the Wee Horde this morning for a business meeting. “I know you miss Mommy, and you’re upset that she’s gone, again.” Mrs. Dave vamoosed for parts more conducive to Freedom and Democracy a couple days back, and we had a pretty solid day that... Continue Reading →
Blast from the Past: Writing with Hope
Sorry about the retread, but I've got a sinus monster in my head, and he's squeezing my brain in his coils and thought is... elusive. Besides which, this is a timeless topic. Eric S Raymond nails a list of symptoms to look for as warning signs that a book may be unreadable… 1. Evinces desire... Continue Reading →
Happily ever after
"And they all lived happily ever after except for Freddy, who was miserable and stuck pins into the effigy of his mother-in-law. It didn't seem to help." It's a question every young (and even those of us who are quite doddery and senile, like moi) asks themselves. "Does a book need a happy ending? It's... Continue Reading →