A selection of holiday music in the form of Youtube videos. I know it’s relatively early, and some (most) of this music is not going to be to everyone’s tastes, but at least take a listen to the first and last, posted in honor of my grandmother.

I know, I know, you don’t really want to be writing right now. Or do you?
Think about it. If not for yourself, do it for your tools. That keyboard or pen is lonely. The chair, it needs a butt. The screen or notebook wants your attention.

Who doesn’t get invited to some form of holiday pot-luck? This week and next, I’ll have some quick and easy ideas for your ‘what the heck to take’ woes.
If all else fails, you can volunteer to pick up buns and butter, but these are a better option.

In catching up on the blog circle postings, I’ve made it into August. This makes me feel good in more ways than just remembering I worked my ass off this past August (80k+ words!). It’s also been darn cold in this house lately, and remembering the warmth-ish from August is helping my feet stay sorta lukewarm.
For the prompt:
Do you write them? Do you hate them? Do you think they’re lovely but there’s no market for them? For those who wish to be published, many people will tell you that short …

Years ago, I wrote a story titled Days, Hours, Minutes, Seconds in which a teen recalled the terror of finding another world inside the walls – and beyond those walls – of her house. The story is included in my collection, Into a Long Ago Future.
She’s all grown up now, and not everything was the way it seemed at the end of her first story.
Justine is a student at college, best friends with Nigel, and has all but forgotten the times in the galleys between. That is, until the little …