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…Or just weightless in the back of an airplane. Please click the link if you need to laugh so hard you cry 🙂 (via Neatorama.)

At my parents’ house, we used to make homemade pizza every Saturday night. (This was before Uncle Howard died of a heart attack in his forties and Dad’s cholesterol was afterwards discovered to be terrifyingly high.) My mom does most of the cooking, but (like grilling in most households), pizza is Dad’s domain. If I’m

50K words + has been achieved. Many, many words still left to go. It occurred to my yesterday that I’ve now written 4.5 novels: Gods of Grey HillAlien BlueThe Magic ThreadWFH Novel (which shall not be named)…And 1/2 of Iron Road. I’m not counting the one chapter of The Black Notebook. I liked the characters,

I’m less than 200 words from 50K and about halfway done. This is tempered by the rejection e-mail I got yesterday. Stupid, ill-timed rejection letters. “All right, folks,” Gil said. “Let’s start unloading this stuff!” Cochran went back into the ship. When Nancy came out with an armload of big hinges, she saw him sitting

The zeppelin was stuffed with parts. “What is all this crap?” she asked Gil. “Parts,” he said. Passing Cochran in the hallway: “What is all this crap?” “Crap,” he said. “F—ing dead weight. I thought you were bad.” “Better watch it,” she said. “That was almost nice.” “F— you,” he hissed and disappeared behind the

Yes, Virginia. Pound your head on the wall hard enough, for long enough, and you will have character development. But not too much at one time; that’s not believable. Update: Damn it, the terracotta warriors weren’t found until 1974, so I can’t use them. AAAAUUUUGGGHH! Semi-historical fiction pinches in strange places.

…isn’t the U.S. anymore. The U.S. has approximately 302 million people. The E.U. has 495 million. The E.U. has stricter policies regarding the environment and various toxins that can be used to make stuff, like toys and computers. The U.S. gets the stuff the E.U. rejects. I listened to a Fresh Air interview with Mark

…or are you just happy to see me? Pink seal mini taser. (via Retrospectacle.)

He may have to go into bankruptcy in order to pay the IRS and his medical bills. Here’s his donation page, set up under protest it looks like, if you’re interested. He says he’s doing better now, though.

I’m at the point where I have to say, “What was I thinking? THIS IS NEVER GOING TO WORK!” I took most of today off to do Christmas shopping and mess around with plot: one subplot removed, another added, two chapters changed to one, figured out why the main character wasn’t ringing true in the