Browsing All posts tagged under »mad as a hatter«

And Then She Threw Her Drink in My Face

November 30, 2012 by

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Every now and then I remember that you really shouldn’t start a book with the words ‘And then’. But I did. And I wonder if this is one of those ‘know the rules so you can break them’ kind of things or if I’m just being pigheaded because I believe that all stories begin in […]

What She Was Wearing

November 28, 2012 by

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this is my suicide dress she told him I only wear it on days when I’m afraid I might kill myself if I don’t wear it you’ve been wearing it every day since we met he said and these are my arson gloves so you don’t set fire to something? he asked exactly and this […]

Why You Shouldn’t Ask What a Writer is Thinking About

November 27, 2012 by

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Not that you can’t of course. They may tell you delightedly. It’s just that some people find it disturbing when a person looks up and tells you distractedly that they’re wondering how much pressure you have to put on a circular saw to make it through a thigh bone.  

Fire Ants Freak Me Right the Fuck Out

November 22, 2012 by

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I thought I’d start there just so you know where we’re headed. Because now we have to take a detour and talk about horror movies. Graphic violence and gory horror have never been a problem for me. I don’t really enjoy watching it but once the moment is gone, it’s gone. Creepy horror is different. […]

Warning: Artist

November 19, 2012 by

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Apple 13 Inch Retina Laptop: A Review (Contains References to Fire, Alcohol and Bananas)

November 16, 2012 by

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Yesterday my new pony (er, laptop) arrived. And because it is so shiny (wonderful, brilliant, distracting) I did not write anything (brilliant, scintillating, or lunatic) to share with you this morning. Claire: Does the baby have a name yet? Me: I think I’m going to go with Rick’s idea and call him Bar Drake. Claire: […]

Sometimes You Just Have to Cackle Evilly and Say, “My Bear Will Defeat You All!”

November 15, 2012 by

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I don’t know about you but I certainly wouldn’t laugh at someone who made a robot teddy bear. I’d be sidling up to them saying, “Hey, wanna be my friend?”  

Why is the Weekend Over? I Wasn’t Done With It.

November 12, 2012 by

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Me: Could we please add an extra day to the week? We could call it Rocketday. Or Napday. Rick: Why not both? Part of the weekend right? Me: Second weekend! Like, after Tuesday: Rocketday and Napday. Then Wednesday. So my new phone arrived on Friday. His name is Marco (say hi everyone). I am still […]

A Certain Predilection For Getting Dragons Drunk

November 9, 2012 by

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Okay, so recently I’ve noticed that there are certain… similarities between the two series’ I’m writing. Not in story or character but some of the underlying ideas are the same. Fundamentally, this is not surprising. An author’s obsessions tend find their way onto the page somehow. And my doctorate — if it achieved nothing else […]

Help Me Save the Infant Laptop

November 5, 2012 by

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This morning I was going to write something clever, or maybe even funny, or at the very least less incoherent and probably less about ducks. I was going to raise the bar. As the bar is on the floor after the last couple of weeks of fever posts I thought this would not be hard. […]