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My life these days is reviewing manuscripts, cooking, and reading drabbles (stories of exactly a hundred words) submitted to the contest, which mercifully closes tomorrow. About 250 entries, probably ending near 300, based on the last-minute flurry. Obviously, any mention of the number 300 necessitates a reference to the meme below. Don’t look at me;
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I don’t really know where the time went today. I’ve been busy with this drabble contest I’m running, sending out mostly form and some second-round rejections (over 140 emails so far and still have quite a few to go; thank God for Gmail templates). The contest isn’t over yet, but will be soon, and I
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This post brought to you exclusively by my Twitter bookmarks. First a few serious, then a few frivolous! If you have time for just a few links, I recommend the National Geographic article on the lessons from the 1918 pandemic (because graphs), “A Kind of Love Story” poem, and at least one of the two
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This article about how what people are feeling right now is grief keeps popping up in my Twitter feed. When I first read it, I understood why people liked it and knew I should, too, but it mostly irritated me. Every time I came across it, I got irritated anew. But why? you ask. It’s
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I wrote a new sci-fi short story and submitted it to a contest. I cooked 12 chicken breasts, 9 steaks, and 3 lbs of beef cubes, all to be used in dinners over the next week. Now I will watch Ozark with hubs. More tomorrow.
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I’m trying to finish a story for a contest that closes soon (really soon), so I won’t be long. *** Yesterday’s shopping was an operation that would’ve made Navy Seals proud. Quiet, quick, precise. Hopefully not deadly. I dropped a large amount of money but we’re set for over a week again. It’s so weird
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I had a full post planned, but today’s shopping trip was an epic adventure that left both me and my wallet depleted, so maybe tomorrow. For now, enjoy these hilarious compilations of PSAs by Italian mayors who are sick and tired of their disobedient denizens breaking quarantine. "I stopped him and said, 'Look, this isn't
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So I finally joined Facebook. I know, I am a true trendsetter, riding the bleeding edge of the social-media movement. I did it in order to become part of a small writing group run by one of my scribbler friends. The group features flash-fiction sprints and other challenges, and I hope these will be the
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On the upside, I’m cooking more than ever. On the downside, I’m cooking more than ever. It’s a thing I can do and do well, but don’t burn with a desire to do more of. This from-scratch French bread was a big hit, but it was very low-tech (I mixed everything by hand and also
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Withdrew from several magazines a poem that’s funny and angry and profane and has to do with rage over a physical exam, which I had submitted weeks ago. Why? Because, at this point in time, it seems really inappropriate to have out for consideration something that is even jokingly negative about healthcare provides. The worst
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