Some Thoughts on WriterBrain, Second Rock

Dorothy L. Sayers, who wrote some of my favorite books, also wrote essays I’ve found very useful, especially her writing on the doctrine of the Trinity and its relation to creative writing and the kinds of problems that result from what she called “Scalene Trinities.”  For the non-Christians (which I wasn’t when I first read Read More…

Flower, Flower, in the field…

Last spring we discovered a new-to-us non-native flower growing on the place, several patches of Scarlet Pimpernel (which in Texas look orange, not scarlet, but do have striking magenta down near the ovary.   It looked like this:      Today, R- found a similar looking flower on a different-looking plant, and so far we’re uncertain Read More…

Knitting a Book…One Stitch at a Time

At various appearances, book clubs, conventions, I’ve talked a little about how knitting socks connects to writing a story…and it does, although I didn’t start out writing stories as a kid with any such awareness.  But what I’ve said before has new and deeper relevance in my struggles with both writing and knitting after the Read More…

76 Trombones

Yes, it’s my birthday again.  And it’s a gorgeous sunny deep-blue-skied morning here in the upper left chamber of the heart of Texas.   A little earlier the yard was full of at least 76 birds (a big flock of cedar waxwings overlapping a flock of robins, and if there wasn’t a band with 76 trombones Read More…

The Lion of March Arrives

Actually it arrived in the dark, well before dawn, with the characteristic roar of a good-sized norther coming in fast.  We’d had several warm, dampish days with fog and little wind but then….whoosh!…and of course it woke me up.  I was still warm (too warm) in bed but that didn’t last long.   There’s no freeze Read More…

Alive, Alive O!

OK, THAT was a winter storm.   We were without line power from Sunday afternoon/evening, but had stored solar power that lasted until early Tuesday morning with careful use.  We were (are) low on propane because the propane company called up to say they’d scheduled us for Thursday (before the storm really got going) but couldn’t Read More…

NewBook, Sausage Balls, and the Real World

NewBook has lost 10K words as I’ve read my way carefully through it, distracted far too often by phone-spam, weather, and of course politics. Most of the 10K were inline with recommendations from early readers, and leave room for tightening the plot.   However, one of the other annoying aftermaths of the concussion is that when Read More…

Goat TV, Horse Entertainment

It was warmer this afternoon and the horses whinnied eagerly when I came into the barn to mix up their supper, voicing their usual complaint that I am the slowest supper-preparing human on the planet, and my hideously slow prep means they could starve to death, falling in a heap of bones, if I don’t Read More…