This morning, I indulged in some fun and used the Coding Robots writing analyzer to analyze a snippet from the Manuscript That Shall Remain Nameless to see which author I write like. It concluded I write like Stephen King. Whenever I visit my friend Willow Croft’s blog, I see herContinue Reading
I panicked about three things when I first tore my calf muscle: Possibly needing surgery Gaining weight Higher blood sugar I was quickly assured I wouldn’t need surgery. Phew! That only left me two things to worry about. Even on Ozempic, I’m not losing weight. Then again, I’m only onContinue Reading
Recently, a friend who writes for Horror Tree published a review of The Ghost of Laurie Floyd. It’s the best review I’ve ever gotten —but not because it sang my praises. Instead, it’s the most honest review I’ve ever gotten. It’s also, I now realize, the sort of criticism IContinue Reading
I used to consider myself a pretty tolerant, open-minded, and respectful person…until pronouns came along. Not that they’re new. They’re something we all learned in school. But that’s just it. What I learned 40+ years ago doesn’t apply to today’s world. And it drives me cuckoo crazy. It all hasContinue Reading
Lately, I’ve been struggling with flagging confidence. But the feel-good movie Champions helped snap me out of it. And so did its awesome soundtrack. Especially a hefty dose of Chumbawamba’s “Tubthumping.” (a.k.a. “I get knocked down.”) Judging Covers Before I tore my calf muscle, I’d been playing a lot ofContinue Reading