Cut through the darkness…

Minnesota Weather Update: IT SNOWED. Like, measurable snowfall. It was probably three inches at most, but the snow removal company had to actually come out and shovel and plow for the first time this entire season. I heard shoveling around bedtime and looked outside and there were so many dudes with shovels, there was practically one in every driveway on our patch of street. Usually it’s one or two doing front steps while the truck… Keep reading…Cut through the darkness…

Everything collides…

If I dug deep enough through the archives, I could probably find a good half dozen times I’ve written about this before. (Let’s be realistic, there’s probably far more than that.) (Effin Birds by Aaron Reynolds) Listen, Bird… Here’s a peek into my demented brain. Whenever I write about writing, my brain is constantly telling me DON’T REVEAL TOO MANY DETAILS about whatever story I’m talking about. Like somebody might stumble across the post and… Keep reading…Everything collides…

Don’t overthink it…

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…

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…

…) 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…

Maybe not so much…

Brain Dump: Writing About Writing… Every time I think I have successfully refocused my brain to work on a given story, Basil leans on my shoulder all, Yeah proud of you, but how ’bout this one? But he doesn’t usually have any sort of useful inspiration to offer for working on that one, but it’s enough of a distraction to derail what focus I had on the other one and the cycle begins anew. I… Keep reading…Maybe not so much…