Time to Fly!

Once they made it past security, the Stowaways began to wriggle and cough and draw attention to Her Authorship’s backpack. She unzipped the compartment in which they had hidden, and they popped up gasping dramatically for air. “Oh, I thought we’d never make it!” “PB, Herman, we’re not there, yet. We’re still in Houston.” Her Read More …

Stowaways!

“Her Authorship is going to Paris and Barcelona, and she didn’t buy us tickets?” said Herman Hootabout, flitting to the top of the open backpack and peering into the half-empty compartment. “I’m sure she meant to,” said Plot Bunny. “It must have been an oversight.” PB hopped atop the open backpack next to the wise Read More …

BlogHop with Plot Bunny and Friends

“Hey, Your Authorship, let’s have an end-of-summer party!” Her Authorship peers over the rim of her glasses at Plot Bunny, Herman the Hootie, and Jam. “What did you have in mind, PB?” “I was thinking we could have a bunnyhop for fun-loving fiction writers, poets, and artists to share their creative work and get more links back to Read More …

Walk-a-Thons Aren’t What They Used to Be

Walking to raise money for charity is nothing, these days. By that, I don’t mean it’s not a fun and worthwhile, healthy activity that does good – just that there’s really no challenge in it if you get the same donation whether you walk or oversleep and miss the event altogether. I remember signing up for Read More …

Plot Bunny and Friends

If we’re not connected on Instagram, you may not have met my little friends, yet. What author doesn’t have a Plot Bunny or three foraging in their brain, hopping across their keyboard, or dancing – the bunny hop, of course – across their desk? Plot bunnies in their heads, plot bunnies in their beds… Of Read More …

Virtual Reality

Last month, on my birthday, I watched “The Martian” on the moon. I went surfing in Hawaii. I flew over an active volcano. My family gets me! Well, sort of. It was breathtaking, but very, very safe. I tried to jam a pencil into the lava flow – next best thing to poking hot lava with Read More …

Octopuses? Octopi?

It’s a story that rivals any escape from Alcatraz. Inky, the Octopus, “squeezed through a slight gap at the top of his tank, flopped to the floor, then slithered about eight feet overland to slide down a drainpipe more than 160 feet long, and finally to plop into the bay.” That would be Hawke’s Bay, on Read More …

Glow

“It’s remarkable,” said Anne, turning the glass float over in her hand. Holding it up in front of her nose, Anne squinted at the textured glass. Unlike most of the Japanese fishing floats she’d seen, this one was made of a wavy, ruby-red glass that was nearly opaque. It contained a tiny swirl of phosphorescence that Read More …

Looking for the Perfect, One-of-a-Kind Guitar?

I think I mentioned, once, that I’m no visionary. I may forever kick my own behind for passing up online auctions and VOIP as products for an online company I once worked for. But in the early 1990s, I just couldn’t see the speed and quality being much better or more reliable than two tin Read More …

Good Morning, Sunshine!

When I was little, there was a man who called me “Little Merry Sunshine.” The older I get, the more likely that moniker is to be said in a sarcastic tone – but still, it’s kind of Roy Ackerman to nominate me for the Sunshine Blogger Award. Thank you, Roy. I’d give Roy a hard time for Read More …

Know Your Audience

“Know your audience.” That’s great advice, for a writer – but what if you find out that your audience is interested in things you thought they’d just skim over or ignore – and what if they’re really skimming and ignoring the posts you thought they’d love? If you’re reading this, please know that whoever you Read More …

Old Black Thumb #storyaday

I lay back on the smooth river rock and closed my eyes, basking in the cool light that slipped through the bamboo leaves. I had lain here, in this exact spot, many times. But something was off. The surface was slick and smelled of rot. I sat up and looked around. The roots of the Read More …