Last night Rob and I emptied our kitchen of furniture in preparation for the refinishing. I am surprised by how large the room is; if only there were fewer doors and windows we could have a lot of storage space in there. I got up this morning and took the bus down to have may […]
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I have just landed a dream job. Ector Theater in Odessa, TX is contracting me to build, and design, a brand-new set of Little Shop puppets. I won’t quote numbers here, because that would be rude, but it is enough to hire a shop space and employee stitchers, mold-makers, and builders to make a really
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Rob and I went to see House of Flying Daggers last night. It is not as good as Hero but still well worth seeing. Visually stunning.
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Well, that’s the way the news stations here would characterize the weather outside. We’ve had freezing rain and there’s a sheet of ice on the street. No pipes froze. The trees are not covered in tubes of ice, so it’s fairly mild as icestorms go. Rob was mean and let Marlowe outside. He came back
I went down to the Spirit office today to do a little computer work for them. Back when I was recovering from the torn ligament in my wrist I worked in the sales department. While I was there, I developed a couple of tools for doing proposals and the like that they still use. Every
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Have you ever had one of those days when you can’t seem to leave the house. It seems like everytime I reached for the doorknob today, the phone rang. I suppose I could have ignored it, but all of the calls turned out to be ones that I needed to answer. It did make me
I am dancing in circles because I just wrote the last chapter of my novel! I will use an overabundance of exclamation marks in an effort to express my excitement. Hurrah! It is 59,526 words, thirty-one chapters or 331 pages long depending on how you want to count it. I know have much proof-reading ahead
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If you want to the rest of this short story, post a comment below or email me. Trip, Trap, Tripping by Mary Robinette Kowal The heat rose off the sidewalks and crept down the walls; it wound through the apartment building and clung with sticky fingers to Clef Trollinger’s skin. He grimaced as he tried
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This is the first time I’ve seen my name come up on Google as an author. I wrote a short story for The First Line Volume 6 #3 and it’s actually for sale on the internet. I know it’s silly, but I’m as excited as a child who has learned to spell.
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I won’t bother you with a picture of my labors. These boards are so hard to scrape because they tend to splinter. On the other boards, the paper releases and flakes or slides off. On these, little slivers of wood rise up with each movement I make. It is very frustrating. But only three boards
I only have six boards left. I scrape the floor for about an hour and then I have to take a break. I can’t pause too long, because CZ Becker is coming to refinish the floor at the end of the week. Yikes! We’ll be locked out of the kitchen for four days. I could,
Those were apparently my beloved husband’s first words. No clichéd “Mamma” or “Dada” for him. He went straight for the pie. Not just any pie, either, but a My-T-Fine Lemon Merangue pie. We received several packages of the neccesary filling from his mother for Christmas. I made one this weekend. I am happy to report
I went to see, or listen to, a live radio performance of The Hobbit that Willamette Radio Workshop did. Rob was doing the audio engineering. It was a lot of fun and the audience went nuts over it. The thing that struck me was the difference between listening and watching. I enjoyed it more when
Someone just asked about the painting on the wall behind our new lighting fixture. That is “Dancing Red Trees” by Sam Paden. Rob and I purchased it early last summer.