There was a moment — and it was an awesome beautiful moment — when there were only four tabs open in my browser. And for that brief instant (okay, it was Wednesday, most of Wednesday) I thought I’d somehow gotten it together. That I was not in fact drowning, despite the whole ‘it’s December’ situation. […]
December 6, 2011
by Kandace Mavrick
Me: Pan and I are fighting again. Claire: What does he want this time? Me: To drive me insane as far as I can tell. Paul S: It’s working. Me: Thanks. (sigh) At least you didn’t say I’m already insane. Which I thought was quite kind of them given they’d been hearing screaming and assorted […]
December 5, 2011
by Kandace Mavrick
I spent some time yesterday looking for something in one of my old notebooks. Which made be a) wish I had time to transcribe them, b) wonder a little about myself, c) laugh out loud regularly and then try to looking innocent and uninteresting when the boys demanded to know what was so funny. I […]
December 2, 2011
by Kandace Mavrick
I can’t speak French. I also can’t speak Latin and a lot of other languages. But it’s those first two that bother me the most. Latin because I’m unreasonably fond of it and like to make bad jokes that nobody understands and French because I’ve quit learning French four times. In year two, in year […]
December 1, 2011
by Kandace Mavrick
So I have a program on the laptop that allows me to put sticky notes all over my desktop. I use them for all kinds of things, but there’s one in the bottom left corner that is just temporary storage for notes. I type stuff in there when I’m half asleep and I can’t be […]
November 30, 2011
by Kandace Mavrick
Me: I hope you don’t get bored. It is academic after all. And the intro, I think, is pretty dull. But… there are humorous chapter titles. Claire: Stop with the justifications woman, I haven’t even started it yet! Me: I have residual anxiety when it comes to my thesis. A thesis is a funny thing. […]
November 29, 2011
by Kandace Mavrick
Claire: Payback. That’s not a nice word. Me: Sure it is. I also enjoy ‘blackmail’ and ‘extortion’. Actually, quite apart from it’s meaning ‘extortion’ is a lovely word. Fun to say. I am unreasonably fond of whole groups of words for the sound of them alone, the taste of them on the tongue, the way […]
November 28, 2011
by Kandace Mavrick
I am dead. Paul killed me. I know, you’re thinking, It happens. You’re fighting crime, you duck at the wrong moment… I should consider myself lucky. And it’s true. This was a relatively kind fate. Honestly. You don’t want to know what he’s done to other people we know when they’ve appeared on the page. […]
November 24, 2011
by Paul McLaughlan
19 The next morning was warmer than I expected. ‘Did you learn the lessons of my songs?’ Asked Mithril. Smiling, I remembered what he had sung. ‘Sometimes I think there weren’t any… But at other times I stop, and consider, perhaps there was wisdom in the wit of it? The terrible responsibly of it all? […]
December 7, 2011
by Kandace Mavrick
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