* Great-niece McKenna, two-and-a-half, recently announced that on Thanksgiving, the turkey will come down the chimney and give her candy for being a good girl on Halloween. Works for me. I wish for you a blessed Thanksgiving. And may the turkey bring you lots and lots of candy. * Happy Thanksgiving
Too sleepy to write. Too sleepy to care. Toomorrow is another day.
NaNoWriMo / ROW80 update: I've been working on Molly but haven't been averaging the 1667 words per day required to reach the target by the end of November. According to the NaNo stats page, at my current rate, I'll reach 50,000 words on September 28, 2015. But there is hope—if I write 2,753 words each … Continue reading #ROW80 11.13, NaNo, & Viral Accord
"Had he and I but met By some old ancient inn, We should have set us down to wet Right many a nipperkin! "But ranged as infantry, And staring face to face, I shot at him and he at me, And killed him in his place. "I shot at him because— Because he was my … Continue reading Quaint and Curious
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the dead. Short years ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved, and were loved, and now we lie In … Continue reading Armistice Day 1918: The 11th Hour of the 11th Day of the 11th Month