Editing is still happening and I’m in the final push towards the end. This means nothing to my late-in-life development of self-diagnosed ADD. Nor does this mean anything to all the shiny television I’m overdue to watch. This also means shit to my furry children who clamor for attention the instant there is a pen in hand. Fortunate for me,
Zombie Sex-tacular! presents “Haeckel’s Tale”
Zombie Thursdays is a weekly feature with guest blogger, Miranda. You can read more about her here. **Today’s entry contains very adult subject matter** A couple of nights ago I went out with some friends to eat dinner at Rock Bottom Brewery and then we headed over to a really nice champagne bar for after dinner drinks. I’m not much
The Why and The When
Every Wednesday, YA Highway asks their readership a simple question for you to answer on your blog. Once you answer, you leave your link in the comments for other readers to hop on board. This is Road Trip Wednesday. Today’s question: When/why did you start writing?For the record, my 9-5 job needs to stop sucking. The suckage isn’t coming from
Stripey Love
In case you haven’t noticed, I’m a cat person. It’s been this way since I was five and I played with the Maine Coon across the street from my house. This is how long I’ve wanted a cat, something my mom wouldn’t allow because she claimed allergies.* When I moved out on my own at 25, I figured this would
Holy Anole
Because of life, I got behind reading communications from Beth, something I should never not do. If I had kept up, I wouldn’t have been surprised when Tasma came home with a terrarium complete with a pair of anoles. (For those who didn’t bother to click the link, anoles are little green lizards. If you’re going for a lizard, they’re