Yesterday I didn’t get to sleep until after Rick’s alarm went off at 5am. By nine I was awake again. Which makes for a grand total of 14 hours in the last three days. I just thought that I should tell you that. In case I start screaming incoherently or something. And while I’ve been […]
December 12, 2011 by Kandace Mavrick
I keep saying, I can hook you up lately. And okay, I’m talking about words. But I’m still beginning to feel like a drug dealer. Let me give you this story, this book, this habit, this addiction. First taste is free.* Maybe it’s because I think of stories as visceral things. A story can exercise your […]
December 9, 2011 by Kandace Mavrick
Rick: It was me. I did it while you were sleeping. Me: Oh come on, what are the odds of that happening? Rick: Not good? Okay, I knocked you out. Me: You actually think you could get away with that? Rick: I’m a ninja. Me: And you think I wouldn’t notice the concussion when I […]
December 7, 2011 by Kandace Mavrick
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 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 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 21, 2011 by Kandace Mavrick
There is a cupcake in the kitchen with my name on it. Not literally. It does not have ‘Kandace’ written on it. Although I suppose I could fix that. A cupcake store opened about 500 metres from my house on the weekend. I probably would have forgotten about it’s grand opening but a friend emailed […]
November 18, 2011 by Kandace Mavrick
Do you lie in bed planning your day and rehearse your parents’ eulogies just in case you’re called upon to make them at short notice? Do you think about what your future self would have to say to validate their identity when they travel through time to give you advice? Have you thought about how […]
December 13, 2011 by Kandace Mavrick
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