Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 8 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… Those hands were meant to go around a lantern. I could see the shape of where it wasn’t yet and had started yesterday, very clumsily, to try to mold out the form of it on…
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They painted the plane orange! and then very green and gooey, like something out of Ghost Busters. Then the landing gear proceeded to cackle menacingly as we took off. (My daughter says the plane is now French.)
Why did the Denver Airport train announcement just pop into my head and start repeating on loop? It’s not supposed to be an earworm.
Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 7 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… The brick of this wall was also crumbling, and out of the gaps – nearly every one I could see – there sprouted little, yellow dandelions, scraggly, with ragged, toothy leaves and bright, soft flowers….
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Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 6 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… “Well, whatever you do, it will have to pull the entire template into a unified whole.” Now she gestured to the other corners. One looked like it held nothing so much as bird-like footprints of…
How do you start a story? How do you end a story? These can be extremely vexing questions for any writer. But one thing anyone can remember when you hit this wall is that you were actually taught the best way to begin and end nearly any piece of writing in Middle School. Remember? Tell them what you’re going to tell them. Tell them. Then tell them what you told them. That, of course, sounds super-pedantic and boring, which is…
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Sometimes ice canyons on the side of the street are kinda cool looking. But, I have to say, they’re super extra cool looking when you’ve had a healthy dose of geology and/or planetary-science classes, and so are imagining you’re staring down at something like a diorama of another planet. (Go planetary science!)