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I Am Alive

Apparently my life was getting boring so this morning, in the shower, it seemed a good idea to have a cardiac episode.

Now, I sort of assumed this was my body being my body and giving it attention would just encourage it, but my husband doesn’t have the jaundiced view I have and insisted on driving me to emergency.

There seems to be something wrong with the electrical part of my heart and typing this is really frustrating because I have a sensor on my middle left finger. Anyway there’s someth...

The Green Man of Socialism

I’ve set myself an amusement for the holiday season. You see, I have a bad habit. If I’m not at the computer, writing, I have to be reading something. If I’m not, I get the shakes, and things get blurry, and next thing you know, I’m flopping around on the sofa yelling “The book, Watson, the book.”

The problem is that looking for something to read often takes more time than reading whatever the heck it is. And that I’m looking for a specific type of book, preferably short and not so absorbing...

The Light and The Darkness- A Blast From The past Post from Dec. 2014

The Light and The Darkness- A Blast From The past Post from Dec. 2014

As you know I’m working really hard to finish Through Fire, interrupted by some health stuff which is getting me down. So the world’s most awesome husband took me away from the keyboard yesterday night and on a date to the Denver zoo, to see the Christmas lights.

It was just starting to snow, as we approached and we were afraid we’d get frozen but it was surprisingly mild the entire time we were there, and the lights were a...

Fighting With Words

Yesterday one of my sons came to me about an argument (religious) two friends had got into. He was furious at both of them, because both were “arguing” in the terms and from within their rather deep belief systems, and getting increasingly mad at how “stupid” the other was, when there was no intelligence involved on either side. Or rather, whatever reasoning there was was coming out in terms that the other side either could not decode or would interpret as fighting words. (My son mostly just...

Their Beards All Grew Longer Overnight

Okay, first to get a bit of off-topic business out of the way: Sarah sucks at scheduling things, yay and verily, like a Dyson with the animal hair attachment. And I’m very sorry. All I can say is between the auto-immune that clogged my breathing and reduced me to a fraction of the oxygen I should have (making me go into respiratory distress when lying flat) and the steroid to combat it, I’ve been even more like a cat with ADHD than normal.

In practical terms this means I totally forgot to sch...

Promo Post by Free Range Oyster and Vignettes by Mary Catelli, Luke and ‘Nother Mike

Promo Post by Free Range Oyster and Vignettes by Mary Catelli, Luke and ‘Nother Mike

Sunday Vignettes!

So what’s a vignette? You might know them as flash fiction, or even just sketches. We will provide a prompt each Sunday that you can use directly (including it in your work) or just as an inspiration. You, in turn, will write about 50 words (yes, we are going for short shorts! Not even a Drabble 100 words, just half that!). Then post it! For an additional challenge, you can aim to make it...

This is NOT a post.

So, once more, I think I’m getting a horrible cold, which since the first symptoms mimic the early symptoms I’m afflicting characters with in Darkship Revenge I spent two days thinking was psychosomatic. Then I took the steroids for the outbreak of auto-immune. And the stuffiness is starting to recede along with the eczema, leading me to believe this entire thing is just another dang auto-immune attack.

I hate taking steroids because they make me gain weight, and seriously, I’d prefer to gain...

Three-Fifths of a Lie – Kate Paulk

*I want to thank everyone who pitches in with guest posts, so that I can finish this book, particularly younger son and right-hand-wench Kate Paulk.*

Three-Fifths of a Lie – Kate Paulk

We’ve all heard the people who wrote the Constitution of the United States dismissed with a flip comment about how much modern people can trust someone who thought blacks were worth three-fifths of a person. Seeing and hearing comments like that from people who damn well ought to know better, people who should...

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone

When I was little, my favorite day was Saturday. You see, Saturday afternoon the women in my family turned the entire house out of doors and cleaned as though it were a competition sport.

Being too young to help, I usually was sent off with dad to hike in the woods (in summer) or go look at holiday lights in the city or watch some sports event he wanted to see.

And then we came home, to a house that was sparkling clean, a (usually fairly spare on Saturdays) cooked dinner, and the consciousne...

The Things You Don’t See

I didn’t mean to scare anyone with my plethora of medical appointments. I needed to get blood drawn to test the adjustment on the thyroid meds. I also arranged to have a vision test, because I find myself panicking behind the wheel and that either meant that my vision was gone wonky, or my head had. And while I’d panicked before while driving, when my vision was bad, I’d never gone crazy that way. Precisely.

Anyway, so I went to get my vision tested. For three years it was a real problem gett...