Time is passing by…

Jinx loves her some Brandon Flowers...

It’s great when I go to bed tired, it doesn’t take me long to fall asleep, and then I sleep for about an hour and then I’m wide awake. And annoyed. So I can either stay in bed and be salty about it while staring at the ceiling (or my phone), or I can get up and be salty about it and maaaybe accomplish something. Preferably on the writing front. Or just let Jinx pick… Keep reading…Time is passing by…

Don’t know when…

The Disco Vengeance.

O.M.F.G. I am developing some……opinions……on my new web hosting provider and they mostly involve expletives and rude gestures. Do I need to go shopping for a replacement already? Anyway. Tirade cut short: Extensive downtime of the server for “unplanned maintenance” resulted in all of my posts and pages getting deleted—fifteen years worth of posts and pages—and tech support has thus far not given me any answers and so I did a restore from a backup… Keep reading…Don’t know when…

Don’t overthink it…

Oh hai.

I keep trying to start posts and then I get about three lines in and…ech. Delete. Come back later. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. We are in the middle of a four-day weekend. Bob’s company started closing for MLK Day in recent years and he took Tuesday off to use up some time. It’s nice to have a long weekend when we’re not sick since our Christmas vacation was tainted. Plague Update: Still coughing three weeks later…. Keep reading…Don’t overthink it…

Just a certain extent…

Fictional Narrative

I moved around a bunch of directories on my domain, broke every single image link, ran some mySQL scripts to fix it (scripts? queries? code?), changed a few more directories, ran a separate plugin to fix that, entered the wrong information that I couldn’t undo and had to manually fix a few dozen posts, then manually updated every single post to get the featured images to update properly. I combed through two defunct subdomains that… Keep reading…Just a certain extent…

It ain’t nothin’ new…

Jinx writes...

…) Every time writing sinks to critical mass for an extended period, my brain starts grappling for some other kind of creative outlet to latch onto. New websites that never see the light of day, new craft projects that won’t get finished, buying new books that won’t get read, filling wishlists on Amazon with things associated with stories that I will never buy. I’ve been tweaking a lot of things behind the scenes with my… Keep reading…It ain’t nothin’ new…

Thunderheads were forming…

IT'S SNO---raining???

Do you remember fashion plates? I never had them, and I don’t remember who did, but I remember somebody had them when I was a kid. (Cousins maybe?) They popped into my head recently as a certain gremlin muse was Frankenstein-ing another batch of ideas together. I had the thought that cutting parts out of multiple story ideas and sticking them together to make something else reminded me of fashion plates—mix and match the different… Keep reading…Thunderheads were forming…