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No Avengers For Me

That’s it. That is absolutely, positively it. This blows. Instead of wading into the “red ledger” of a complicated person who did seriously heinous acts and is trying desperately to buy redemption with good deeds, we get the character who feels ruined by her barren womb. And even worse, the movie tries to fix it […]

On Tone

Mary Robinette Kowal has an excellent piece up on manners, manner, and tone policing. The thing is… the reason that I can be “polite” and “reasonable” is because other people are expressing the anger for me. I have the privilege of being quiet only because other people are bearing the burden of our shared fury. […]

Soon My Own

I am perhaps a very selfish being, because I cannot wait until this saga of home repair is done with and my house is my own again. Now that I’ve had a taste of life with solitude when I require it, it’s difficult to go back. I remember writing in the living room of the […]

Bundle of Cheer

Odd is groaning, the Prince can’t find his shoes (six pairs, and he can’t locate the ones he wants) and Miss B has her nose firmly glued to my calf. The Princess made snickerdoodles last night, so a sugar jolt right after toast made both kids extremely active for a few minutes. I can’t seem […]

Green Moment

Welcome to my office, otherwise known as “can we cram more reference books and plants needing to be nursed into this room?” The printer is behind the philodendron. What you can’t see is my desk, stacked with books, and the Cavy Condominium, where Bandit chortles and squeaks all day, keeping me company. The philodendron’s from […]

Social Motherhood

This morning the Little Prince was telling me about a show he watched at school. Something that particularly interested him was the amount of sugar in foods, and how cereal companies (among others) lobbied to raise the “acceptable” percentage of sugar in certain foods. So over breakfast we talked about corporations, food deserts, and how […]

Old Friend Fear

I’m going through the graveyard of old stories, bits and pieces, snippets that didn’t make it into final books. It’s good to do that every once in a while, just to keep all the compost turned over and actively fermenting. I’ve been tormented by the thought that all ideas are stale, even though there’s no […]

Back to Work, Avec Cake

The Princess got a mad bee in her bonnet about making a cake yesterday evening. It was quite the event, the fridge used to cool various things and the frosting gun coming out of hiding. (You cannot possibly chortle harder over “frosting gun” than I did, by the way.) Dinner was a perennial favorite of […]

First Calla

The first calla lily of the season! Somewhat fuzzy, but that’s user error, not my camera. It makes me so happy. I love callas. Yesterday was Take Your Child to Work Day. The kids thought they’d beg off school. Little did they know that I would assign them work–the Princess read One Day in the […]

Data Gathering: Douchemobiles

I fell into revising Agent Trinity yesterday with a vengeance. It’s a relief when the engines click over and I slide wholly back into a story, all my resources focused on the task in front of me. Of course, this usually means little things like feeding children and animals but forgetting to feed myself, but […]