I do try not to triple up on my social media, but I'm really proud of myself today. An article I wrote on the Gullah-Geeche people of South Carolina was published yesterday and I'm tellin' everyone.

Bonus! One more picture from our Charleston trip in 2008. These guys jam all year round at Boone Hall Plantation:


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The Boy's concert is still on tonight, and I hope to see bunches of you there, but drinks at my place after might be cancelled. My pipes are frozen and I can't seem to get them to thaw out.

I was wondering what the final straw would be. This might be it.

UPDATE: Tears and bad words make the hot water flow. I'm still not sure about drinks here ( Read more... )

The Boy went to a writing workshop today hosted by Cecil Castellucci (thanks, lightcastle ). One of the exercises was to write the beginning of a story - something having to do with a girl, a spaceship and a fistfight. He's asked me to post what he wrote (and I'd like to add: The Yagafra hit first).

“Mogoli Mooskka!”
I peered up from my drink to look at the ( Read more... )

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Would you like another story? Here’s another story for you ( Read more... )

I got what I wanted. It tastes bad ( Read more... )

So, instead of staying nice and calm, I lost my shit on The Princess. This is why emotions must remain bottled up. Stupid me. I'm going to go back to posting cute little anecdotes for the next little while.

The Princess is testing us and we are going to fail.

Our home is a war zone. It's affecting my ability to communicate with the people I need - I owe so many of you email. It's affecting my work. It's killing my family.

She has lied and manipulated and stolen from us all along. But when did she truly turn on us? When we said: Go to school or go to ( Read more... )

For her birthday, The Boy is giving his girlfriend one of his books, because "I've read it and I really want to talk to her about it."

Oh, for the love of God. Turns out poor Beaver magazine must change its name to avoid getting lost in spam filters.