Tappity tappity tappity. Over 200 pages on the novel. Nyaah. Not anywhere near done. I’d say this is going to go to about 600 pages or so–not book pages, but standard manuscript format pages. I’m still in the beginning stages of the plot, the part where things get more and more complex, and the stakes […]

New Stuff. So there I was, sitting on the couch with the ones I love watching the cartoon Oswald on the Noggin, when Lee spouts up: “This show is all about trying new things.” Hm…is there more to a cartoon than just fighting evil?

Palmer Park. There’s a street that I pass nearly daily, called Palmer Park. Weee-eeell. Until Sunday I did’t know that there’s also a park called Palmer Park. I had intended to take Ray to a playground on the corner of Academy and Maizeland, when I noticed a road leading to the north from the turnoff

Buffy. Just a though on something Doyce said the other day…I’m working my way through the fourth season DVDs. He was talking about how the creator, Joss Whedon, wasn’t willing to pull punches, even though it might make people uncomfortable, “make for bad TV.” Now, I haven’t felt uncomfortable watching any of the fourth season

Talking. Ray’s talking. You have to pay very close attention, because she isn’t very clear, but it’s there. Mixed about forty-sixty with babble. Also, she’s about the most obliging toddler I’ve met. Any request she understands (that doesn’t involve walking away from a cartoon, mind you, but that’s almost too much to ask for at

Ray. Ray went over to her friend Brenna’s house. Brenna is a month and a half older than Ray and can talk very clearly, in complete sentences. I’m a jealous but supportive mother. Brenna was playing with a toy broom when Ray decided she wanted the broom. Rather than taking the broom, she picked up

Iron Fist, Velvet Glove. Yay! Jewel wrote! Er? You say. Well. She started a writing/poetry list called “Darkwaves and Larkwings.” Know where I learned to be (somewhat) brave enough to share what I write? Ta daaaaa! She put together a book, an actual book, and I had poetry published in it. You should see it–it’s

Spirit. I’m thinking about this today because I’m doing the writeup tonight for the Nobilis game at Doyce’s tomorrow. If that doesn’t make sense, never mind. I see a lot of things in the terms of their spirits. For one random thing, it summarizes the reason I’d rather live in Colorado Springs than Denver. It

Hm… I could go pick up the new Harry Potter book at midnight tonight. Hm… Let me check my planner.

Appointment. We had the one-stop shop doctor’s appointment the other day: Ray had her 18-month checkup (quite late, but acceptable) and I had the birth control shot. My shots hurt a lot less than Ray’s. More fact in my butt cheeks than her thighs…and the needle’s proportionately shorter. They tag-teamed her this time, two shots