When you name your child after your favorite sauce…

The Gathering is still coming every day. Spot’s kittens are growing fast. They enjoy napping and tussling on the deck when they aren’t staring into the house. #feral #cat

“He sighed. ‘My parents told me I was an afterthought.’” #writing #character

“Her cherry perfume was like the cough syrup his mother forced down his throat when he pretended to be sick to avoid school. It was sweet, sticky, and artificial, just like she was.” Yes, it’s ambiguous. #writing

My snark level has been low lately. I must be down with something. And I’m not using “down with” in the slang sense of “I’m down with it.” And yes, you can snark yourself.

Getting shrimp instead of wings, IKYWW.

“He was dropping verbs like it was grammar school.” #writing #throwawayline

I’m just scribbling stuff and letting the trapped ideas loose to roam the Earth where they can reek havoc—which is to say most of my ideas reek. Reek Havoc - a 70’s buff TV hero who drives an overpriced sports car and goes around seducing and solving crimes. #writing #character

“You don’t need a reason to smile, especially if you’re a psychotic villain.” #writing

Just discovered the music of “Two Steps To Hell”. Seems like it would be good for running, exercising, coding, or marching to war to. #music

“Just because you’re a performer doesn’t make you a good singer. Just because you’re a writer doesn’t make you a good actor.” #writing

If you have to compete to win, you’ve already lost.

I changed my mind and decided to eat something healthier than wings.

#ai

I think I will sally forth, or even gloria forth and eat some wings and do some free-writing.

If you spend your day thinking about the life you want, and the wonderful person you will one day be, and all the greatness you will accomplish, then all you have done is spend your day thinking about the life you want. #life #failure

Be grateful, not for what you have but for everything and everyone. #life #success

Good morning. Get outside today beyond the walls. Time for the ceremonial coffee.

It’s Friday. It’s time to relax.

If you’ve forgotten, here’s a reminder. It’s Friday. Let it go.

Exploring ideas for a vacation/writer’s retreat this year.

Humans are incapable of experiencing objective reality. #life

Greetings. It’s going up to 70ºF this Friday. Hunker down! Time for the ceremonial coffee.

Compassion is a strength to be shared. #life #success

“Why did you ask me out to dinner if you didn’t want to hear me talk?” “I thought you were hungry.” #writing #throwawayline