Construction — both Familial and Structural
This winter we had a freeze-thaw cycle that was murder on the pavement, no more so than at the bit of cul de sac which abuts our front yard. Then we had a lot of precipitation. The result was a teensy Read More …
The Overdue, Untimely, Yet Unforgotten Phoenix Post
I am alive. Working on pacing in the last third of this novel. Working on pacing in my life, so at least I have that meme going for me. Working on not being distracted by the news from the publishing world Read More …
Tart Research: Are These Typical-Guy Things?
As compared to many another man in the blue-collar world, the ToolMaster doesn’t swear to excess. However, if he’s working on a home improvement project, and it’s not going well, absolutely everyone in the house has to know about it. Read More …
Rock-a-Bye Inbox
My dad calls our family the Leaky-Eyed-Scotts, because great emotion — both positive and negative — has the capacity to lubricate our tear ducts. It’s not surprising, therefore, that I cried the first time I saw a baby delivered. I’d seen Read More …
Okay. I Admit It. She Was Right
My sister told me I should be watching Big Bang Theory — that it was fun, smart, and one of those rare shows which parents and teens can watch alongside one another without squirming jeering heated discussion about morals, principles, or “where this consumer-driven Read More …
Bowling for Words – How the Number of Pins You Knock Down Might Just Be Related to Your Writing
The last time I bowled with people who were taller than three feet, and whose attention span lasted until their ball reached the end of the alley, I was eighteen. I was in Japan, the honored guest of a Lions Read More …
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