Because the Desert is a Great, Broad Beast of Memory This is Installment 23 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Because the Desert is a Great, Broad Beast of Memory’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… “We must seek an orbit,” one of the other scouts replies. She is greyer than the others. She remembers the valley of the flowers as more than…
See Previous | See Next I’m a bit under the weather this week. But my garden is all rain, rain, rain, Green! Green! Green! It’s like it’s working to wrap us all up in the idea of (slightly soggy) summertime. Looking back 1-2 weeks and 1-2 years suggests roses and peonies to come. Looking back 2-4 weeks and 2-4 years would also like to suggest clematis and penstemmon. …This week things are really bushy. (And there are no irises.)
Yay! I’ve revived my raggedy hat. Or rather, I patched the original hat (again, like I do) and then replaced the flowers. You have to understand, I’m not good at replacing things, particularly not articles of clothing. Instead I just patch or mend them until they’re mostly one giant patch. Or, you know, I don’t mend them. I just wear them forever until they become Very Frayed. The first time I started patching my coat it was because it was…
Things I love about my ridiculous SSCS stories – Item 1: I get to write sentences like this: Well, what did the underwear know about it?
Because the Desert is a Great, Broad Beast of Memory This is Installment 22 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Because the Desert is a Great, Broad Beast of Memory’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… In the sand beside the snake, the bone-bleached feathers shift. They scratch at the sand and sigh. They whisper. They hold a piece of the desert’s wind,…
See Previous | See Next This week my garden is leaning heavily into the woodland look, which means: See more pretty green-and-green in my lovely spurge, which is so obligingly vibrant and bright from shady bits of my front garden. Looking back 1-2 weeks and 1-2 years gives some very insistent hints that my bright-orange rose, Austrian Copper, should be blooming soon, so there’s more than green to look forward to. Looking back 2-4 weeks and 2-4 years shows more…
Because the Desert is a Great, Broad Beast of Memory This is Installment 21 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Because the Desert is a Great, Broad Beast of Memory’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… “Can you hear those echoes still?” Black-fire shakes the ice from her fur as her only means of shouting in this enforced near-silence. “Can you follow the…
See Previous | See Next This week my garden is pretty. Not a very exciting statement, but it’s at the point of the season where I like to just wander around in it and look at the pretty (including my pigsqeak looking all happy pink and bright!). So, I think it’s really nice. Looking back 1-2 weeks and 1-2 years suggests my earliest roses – Austen Copper 🙂 – might be showing up soon. Though, it should be noted the…
Because the Desert is a Great, Broad Beast of Memory This is Installment 20 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Because the Desert is a Great, Broad Beast of Memory’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… Soft hiss and crack now as the great bone beneath the scouts’ claws releases them from the other place, and the velvet void is soft again and…
Okay. So. I’d really like to write a blog post on something to do with writing and/or my stories. But it seems…like it would be inappropriate at this particular juncture? I’ve got nothing published so far, except for half of my first Serial-Steam-of-Consciousness Story (SSCS; on this blog). And realistically it’s going to be years before any of my work is noticeably more available than that. (Okay, to be perfectly accurate: In high school, 2 or 3 of my poems…