I love birds. Watching a bird in flight, seeing its feathers at work (here, like the flaps of an airplane landing) is something which fascinates me. I've spent most of my dream life in flight, flapping my arms hard, swirling and swooping and snatching things in my talons. I'm not sure where the obsession with …
“E” is for Egg
...But not just any egg, and rather, the rare and rightfully famous Cock Egg. Cock Eggs are eggs which have no yolk. Since they can't hatch into chickens, logic of yore surmised that they had been laid by roosters. Much as this explanation served for a time, some bright body concluded that anything as potent as a …
“D” is for Daffy
Okay, of all the daffy things one can do, waiting until 11:16 on a Saturday night to START writing is one of the worst ideas. Especially if you have goals, and especially if you are maintaining a track record of daily writing. I'm wondering where the day went. I know at least part of the time …
“C” is for Cheep Thrills
Last night, I was up w-a-y too late writing. Today, I've gotta be short ...quick ...snappy ...like a chicken on the hunt.
“B” is for the Big Cheese
I'm blogging the A to Z challenge for two accounts. This is a share from my other blog, The Past Illuminates: A Fresh Look at Historical Fiction. Today's topic is: the Big Cheese of the Panama-Pacific International Exposition of 1915.
“A” is for Awry
It's Day 1 of the A to Z blog challenge and though I've written more than one thousand words in blogposts, the end effect was similar to a packet of crayons melted to a yo-yo string. I'm off topic, nervous, void of any useful information, subject to waves of nausea and anxiety and for what? …