February 3, 2014 by Kandace Mavrick
Someone linked me to this comic. Not the whole thing. Just this strip in particular. I don’t know why. I no longer know who. I don’t have the slightest idea what’s going on. But it makes me laugh anyway. One day I’ll probably read the rest of the comic, and perhaps then I’ll understand. In […]
December 6, 2013 by Kandace Mavrick
At least half the time when I’m listening to this I mishear the lyric as, Rudy got bail. I have no adequate explanation for it. I am constantly rewriting the rest of the lyrics to fit them to that baseline though. And that’s always fun. How you get so rude and a reckless? Don’t you be […]
November 28, 2013 by Kandace Mavrick
You guys remember the Mr Men and Little Miss books, right? They’re little and square and kinda ridiculous but maybe a little bit awesome too. And they’ve been around forever. According to their website they’ve had most of the set since the early eighties, although they’ve added a handful every decade since to keep things […]
October 10, 2013 by Kandace Mavrick
I don’t write about real people or real events.* But sometimes real life sneaks in anyway. In Drink Me there is a throwaway line of description halfway through. It’s a very simple sketch outline of a piece of backstory that never comes into the book. It’s one line and one of my relatives read it, […]
September 23, 2013 by Kandace Mavrick
So I’m clearly not the first to put these two ideas together… 😛
July 12, 2013 by Kandace Mavrick
This song has an eerie kind of way of creeping into your head and getting stuck there on a loop. I don’t really know what most of it means but the chorus line of, You and me, we’re just fine is lovely even if it’s the only part your understand.
July 5, 2013 by Kandace Mavrick
This band does rock interpretations of folk songs and sea shanties and, well, they’re kind of awesome. I think “Here’s to the Gents and Ladies And the foolish times we spent They cost me Afterlife in Paradise And they were worth every single cent” …. I’ll dive right into damnation With a smile across my […]
July 1, 2013 by Kandace Mavrick
You are not a mere thief of my breaths – you trespass through doored veins, break and enter into latch-locked capillaries. You are armed and dangerous: I forget I have lungs at all. — Sincerely, Joanna
March 11, 2014 by Kandace Mavrick
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