I don’t know about you, but to me, courtship is like juggling bars of wet soap while blindfolded, walking a tightrope, and reciting Shakespeare in Elvish. 278 more words
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Within the first ten minutes of Musical Minds, we are presented with a radio broadcaster’s profile of a local resident, known only to him as “The Sidewalk Singer.” This is the first and only time we hear a complete outsider’s perspective on either of the two individuals leading us down the path of what living with high-functioning autism might be like. 734 more words
This is going to be a slice-of-life post, I guess.
Today, I finished reading American Gods, made myself some tea – after spilling loose tealeaves all over the rug-covered floor and picking up every little individual stem, leaf, and blossom – and then sat down at my desk and started querying the list of agents I made up earlier in the week (from researching who’s accepting YA fiction and checking in with the Preditors vs. 299 more words