Re: Shades of Milk and Honey

I scarfed Shades of Milk and Honey, by Mary Robinette Kowal in one night. It was nice to just sit down and read a book, so nice, it’s hard to resist the urge to call it “sweet”. How about amiable? It probably helps that I never cared for Jane Austen, but I have enjoyed books […]

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Signs of winter to come

This is the sign that greets the horde of sparrows in the mornings: a frozen water dish. They have to wait for me to pour a kettle of hot water to melt it. I hung out the first block of suet on Thanksgiving Day. But it’s not winter yet.

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Mirror mode

The writing is going even more slowly than usual. I’m in smoothing out and polishing mode on the current story. I will try to let go before it has to become mirror shiny. The rejections aren’t even happening all that quickly: just one came in this last week to bounced out again like a ray […]

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Snowlike objects

It snowed today, if you can call it that. There must have been no more than one cloud in the sky. In the bright sun, I could the flakes tumbling by the way they glittered as their faces caught the light. They flashed like tiny meteors, gone before you saw them. The air was so […]

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Tomatoes, all red

Amazing. All the tomatoes I picked turned red, down to the littlest one. I wonder if leaving them more exposed to light made a difference this year. Or maybe I picked them earlier. Who knows? I guess I better get around to eating them.

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Re: The Other Brain

Just when you thought the brain was complicated enough as it is, it turns out we barely even know what most of the brain cells is doing. In The Other Brain: From Dementia to Schizophrenia, How New Discoveries about the Brain Are Revolutionizing Medicine and Science, by R. Douglas Fields, the “other brain” refers to […]

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Phooey, yawn, and phooey

Have I said Phooey before? Why yes, I believe I have. Am I saying Phooey now? Very well then, I shall say Phooey. Shall I say Phooey again? No doubt of it whatsoever. Phooey yesterday and Phooey tomorrow, why not Phooey today? Good night, gents and ladies.

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