Do witches exist? I like to think that they do, because it’s a lot of fun, and beats the heck out of some boring old world with no magic in it!
If they do exist, how many kinds would there be? If you were a witch, what kind would you be?
I narrowed it down to four major types, and then created this little quiz to help you find out what kind of witch you are. Enjoy it, but beware: once you take it and learn the results, it could change your life forever! Moo-hoo-hoo-HAHAHA!
Yesterday I downloaded an app called Kegel Camp, after hearing about it from the folks at that fantastic sex toy store, Good Vibrations. The app’s exercises are supposed to strengthen your PC muscle, which can help with things like bladder control issues, sustaining longer erections, and creating more pleasurable, longer-lasting orgasms for women and men.…Details
She said to me, “It’s time to start the novel again. Start over on page one, and write the whole thing without stopping. Don’t question; don’t worry. When you get to a stuck spot, just keep writing through it. Start now.” I wanted to scream. I wanted to run to the hills. But oddly,…Details
On my best days, I am so excited by the possibility of equality for gay people that I could jump up and down with joy. I can almost taste how close we are: schools enforcing no-tolerance policies in regards to bullying, states legalizing same-sex marriages, interesting, multi-faceted gay characters in books, TV, the movies. …Details
A follow-up to my “Editing in Weirdland” post: I got word the other day that my editor Julia still likes my writing, is engaged by the story, and even wants to read the blog post I wrote about her. This means it’s entirely possible (Highly likely? Probable? Even possibly a sure thing?) that she hasn’t…Details
Folks have been asking me lately how the book is coming along, so I thought I’d give an update. I sent the manuscript of The Boy Who Couldn’t Fly Straight to my new editor Julia over two weeks ago. She is working on it now, and should have her edits and comments back to…Details
The other night I find myself watching the pilot episode of Ryan Murphy’s new TV show American Horror Story. I am terrified. It’s actually so creepy that all I want to do is shut it off, step away from the download, and walk in fields of wildflowers with the entire cast of Glee in broad…Details
I remember going to E.C Hughes Elementary School in West Seattle with my mother so she could register me for kindergarten. I don’t know how long we were there that day. I don’t know if I met Ms. Young, who would soon be my kindergarten teacher. I can’t recall if I ate anything, did anything,…Details
Before you dive into the following blog post about why I wrote a novel called The Boy Who Couldn’t Fly Straight, I thought I should give you a heads-up about what this blog is and what it isn’t. I’ll start with what it isn’t: It is not a diatribe on all things wrong with current…Details