I remember doing an exercise a few years back when I was first getting into writing. I was working through this book I still have somewhere (if I was writing this at home, I could probably turn around and find it in the bookcase, but the slab leak has us out of the house right … Continue reading
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Meandering Monday about Life Happening to Me
Here I am, struggling to get done with the last revision of Swordsmaster, and I keep trying to fall asleep. Is it just that I’m getting old? I’ve always found revisions boring, and proof-reading (which is essentially what this revision is about) to be mind-numbing (fear is not the mind-killer – it’s proof-reading.) Of course, … Continue reading
Meandering Monday about Losing It
“Don’t it always seem to go, that you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone?” – Joni Mitchell (Yes, I know this isn’t what Joni was talking about – I am misappropriating her words for my own sad purposes. You shouldn’t pick on your elders…) My sense of smell became almost non-existent maybe fifteen … Continue reading
Meandering Monday about Predators and Prey
From my earliest memories, I’ve been fascinated with animals. I always felt a great affinity with wolves, and, to a lesser extent with hawks (I’m not that parochial about it – I include falcons in that love, although I can’t seem to view eagles as part of that group – not sure why.) I was … Continue reading
Fractured Fragment Friday: “The Wolves Will Come” (and a coupon!)
The expression “The Wolves Will Come” was supposed to be a negative and represent a danger; colonists are on the run from their enemies, and they are forced to leave their home and their elderly behind. I wanted the elder to be abandoned by necessity, but proudly, not as a victim. It wasn’t until I … Continue reading
Fractured Fragment Friday: “The Re-Entanglement of Grant Decker”
I give a lot of thought to dementia and Alzheimer’s. It could be because my wife has an aunt with the latter, or due to hearing of prominent people (Ronald Regan, Terry Pratchett) who have wound up with it. Then again, it’s more likely on my mind because my own memory always seems to be … Continue reading
Meandering Monday about You Mortals
I joke a lot about being immortal (well, most people who hear me think I’m joking, so let’s go with that.) Healthwise, I’ve been very lucky. I am seldom ill, and when I do succumb to illness, I’m over it in a couple of days, versus the week or two that others get to enjoy. … Continue reading
