Why writing a novel sometimes feels like a prolonged heart attack
All hail Katie. I sent her the first 50 pages from this latest draft and she …
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The heartbreak of leggy Brussels sprouts
Blame it on the ratio of gray to sunny days this early in the season. Blame …
In the usual Sunday place, doing the usual Sunday thing
Working on revisions today. Revisions are going pretty well, though I’ve changed my approach. Donigan was …
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Eggs so fresh there’s still chicken shit on them
Ah, the urban farmyard. Thumper and I had some damn fine timing today when we headed …
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In the silence between posts…
…the silence since my March 6th post and today, really… My mother-in-law visited. I heard back …
Thumper’s Video Picks
What the discerning toddler is watching on YouTube this week. “I wanna hear the clapping song.” …
garden garden garden
Last year’s garden was a big, not entirely successful experiment. I hadn’t had a vegetable garden …
A weekend in pictures (and a few words, because I like words)
A walk in Forest Park Behold, a robin! Spring! Spring! Spring! (I love Spring) (Though now …
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shake my foggy brain and see what falls away
Goddamn, I’m tired. Hit-by-a-truck tired. And bleary-brained and monkey-minded. No, I’m not telling you I’m pregnant. …
Oh yeah, I have a blog… I should probably feed it
But I am weary, my dears, and have not been in a bloggy mood of late. …
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