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flash fiction saves boy from nagging mother!
A Towering Taco Salad of Love
He brings home a note from the school nurse, height and weight. 6’5”, 245 pounds. I can smell cookies on his breath, and I spot a bottle of Diet Dr. Pepper sticking out of his coat pocket. I do a quick sweep of his bedroom, find an empty bag from Albertson’s, chocolate chip cookies, ditto Doritos bag, (family sized, ( Read more... ) -
Into the deep dark uglies
I just erased everything I wrote yesterday, because it was crap, and to quote the great Ira Glass on storytelling, "not enough gets said about abandoning crap ( Read more... ) -
Fiji Adventure Part 1 !
It seemed to me the best way to cure my blues was to have an adventure, so I bought some land in Fiji. I have not completely talked the kid into moving, but we are going to spend three months camping on our land and bobbing around in the blue Koro Sea this summer. After which I suspect I will have no problems convincing him to pack up the shorts ( Read more... ) -
me and Jack
I've now been officially retired for three months- or, onto my encore career as a full time writer. The whole deal is still very strange. I can feel the weight off my neck- my job was very stressful- and I am really enjoying not having that same pressure- but I do feel a bit lost. I think my identity was very tightly wound up with my work, and now ( Read more... ) -
ready to scream and cry
My email was hacked, and may still be hacked- I don't know. All friends and relatives have now been given multiple opportunities to buy viagra. Several have written to me to suggest that this isn't really appropriate to send to elderly male relatives, especially as I can write prescriptions for it, and isn't it a conflict of interest to try and ( Read more... ) -
I have a virus!
I have a computer virus- my email list was hijacked. If you get an off email from me, don't open please! I'm working on a scan Hugs, Sarah -
how to torture a teenager, part 1
The backstory of the new story, as yet unnamed, is set in 1968, so naturally I've been listening to rock and roll to get into the mood. Buffalo Springfield Again, and I had "Mr. Soul" up loud, with the windows down, and was both singing along and sort of dancing in the seat. While I was waiting to pick up the kid from school. He walked around like ( Read more... ) -
story news
the treadmill sitting next to my desk seems to have unstuck me! I've signed a contract with Loose ID for Tuareg and today sent off Sockeye Love to Dreamspinner. Sockeye Love is short- novella length- and really turned out well. I've got this idea to go back to the same time as the story Death of a Blues Angel- 1968- for the next story. Now I get to ( Read more... )
