Bean Bods and Pixie Sticks

Outside the house that I grew up in, there was this massive tree, one of the biggest I’ve ever seen in a residential neighborhood. The roots of that tree were so strong that they were intrusive. The two squares of sidewalk nearest the tree’s base sat at a seventy-degree angle against the trunk, and the…

So, today we were discussing David Caruso. What else would we be doing on a Monday? And I said, when writing action dialogue, one should always think, “What would David Caruso say?” And then Shawna said, when writing action scenes, one should always think, “What would David Caruso do?” You know, like ‘What would Jesus…

Ah, the drafts saved in my dashboard right now, waiting to be written. Such a number of things have made me groan of late that I’ve started and stopped mid many a rant. Then, they pile up and I get stressed out by my own procrastination, and I want to delete my page and go…

This blog has been making the rounds on the Internets – Dear Hypothetically Gay Son – and rightly so. I think it’s beautiful and a very gentle touch at a time when it feels like so many heavy hands are swinging both directions when it comes to gay rights. This part in particular – “You are not…