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Do You Really Want to Say That?
I’m queen of “speak first, consult brain later” conversation. But eventually, my brain does catch up with my mouth, I realize I sound like a blithering idjit, and I shut up. But some people have an amazing capacity to spew … Continue reading
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The Well-Adjusted Vampire
Coming at the end of October January 2011…The Music of Chaos, my urban fantasy novel, from Decadent Publishing. With all the usual urban fantasy elements–ass-kicking heroine, magic, snappy dialogue, and cheese enchiladas–and absolutely no whiny, schmopey, mopey vampires. My vampires … Continue reading
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The Panty Pest
I’ve got him in my sights, corrosive revolver loaded and ready to fire. “The only good Crimson Lance soldier is a dead one,” I mutter. My finger twitches on the XBox controller. And then my view is obstructed. By a … Continue reading
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That Home Time Religion
Wednesday night. Under a gray sky, a mass of fat rainclouds rolled over the house. So low you could almost touch them, but opaque and thick like dark gray cotton balls, not misty, like fog. They moved fast. Lifelike spooky, … Continue reading
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Go, Team Scorpion
“Clash of the Titans” is delightful. Delightfully bad. Having recently suffered through the critically acclaimed, but mind-rapingly dull, “No Country for Old Men,” husband-critter and I decided to dip into the shallower side of the cinematic gene pool. Clash of … Continue reading
Good Thing He’s Cute
After spending the morning staring at the computer screen at work, wondering, “What the hell is it I do I here?” I’m back home. And staring at the computer screen. My faithful greyhound enters the office, walking carefully over the … Continue reading
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Like a Dog, But Bigger
It’s six-thirty am and my horse is bugling at the house. I, the antithesis of a morning person, am thinking dark thoughts about glue factories and horse steaks. Bleary-eyed, I tromp out to to the barn, where the Wonder Horse … Continue reading
Whot I Lurnt at Pubic Shool
”Who was Stephen F Austin??? Why are shool is named after him” That’s the title of a posting at my high school’s reunion page over at Facebook. It’s just a cavalcade of sad. A little misspelled monument to the inadequacy … Continue reading
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St. Paddy’s in the Fall
Yeah, it’s hopelessly out of season, but I stumbled on this at DeviantArt. Jelly sandwiches, nailed to the wall. The last panel is priceless. “Sit up straight or the devil will steal your backbone…and lash you with it for the … Continue reading