Quite the Life (and all in Times New Roman 10pt!)
Children grow. It is the nature of things. Wonderful cliche, that, don’t you think? It is the nature of things? Alternately fatalistic and dismissive. An admixture of “that’s the way it happens” and “big deal.” I don’t accept fatalism or dismissiveness. I know they exist. I know other people have them as part of their … Continue reading “They ain’t tiny little raccoons no more”
Humans are in a pandemic as I write this. Covid-19. Perhaps you’ve heard of it? Yet the Old Ones still gather daily and nightly in our yard. I’ve often fretted about making offerings to The Old Ones. I make sure I offer enough to supplement, not enough to fulfill. I want them to find food … Continue reading “The Gathering Hordes (of Raccoons)”
I recorded a video with the lights out. Didn’t work. A lesson that, me. Seems this year/month (I’m counting May)/day/hour/minute/second is one of never ending learnings for me. Which means I’m aware of the learnings. Which means I’m aware there are learnings happening I’m unaware of. Which means I’m aware there are learnings I’m unaware … Continue reading “And Now, With Light”
Continuing with our dining motif, we present for your satisfaction some raccoons enjoying a late night supping experience. They make quite the ruckus when their baskets – I mean “plates” – are empty. Pounding on the trees, barking at us, huffing. It’s good to know one’s place in the universe. For me, at times, it’s … Continue reading “A Feast In the Dark”
Yes, rewrite #4. And no, I still don’t want to talk about it. Except to offer what’s happening is probably going to end up in An Experiment in Writing about getting the voice correct (which I’ve done before in experiments 15–18), so perhaps not so much about getting the voice correct as letting the characters … Continue reading “Fains I (A John Chance Mystery) Chapter 4 – What We Do in the Shadows (rewrite 4)”
