Sailor Boy Confessions

Sailor Boy Confessions

It’s crazy how life can sometimes be so wretched and so wonderful at the same time. (A deep, clichéd beginning for my triumphant return to blogging, that.) I have a pinched nerve in my back; it’s been 10 weeks; it’s okay except when I’m sitting, trying to sleep, or am conscious for any reason. I … Continue reading

The year of the novella

The year of the novella

Or short novel. Or novelette. Or novel for people with short attention spans, limited time, weak arms, extremely unbendable necks, etc. I once looked up the difference between novel, novella, novelette–the latter two seem like the same thing to me, and then both are still novels anyway. In any case, 2014 is clearly Jam and … Continue reading

*Gasp*

Dammit, friends–working full-time at a place where there are no cats and you can’t just stay in your pajamas is hard. I like the work and my coworkers are great and there are windows. But: So. Damned. Hard. I shouldn’t even be writing this; I should be getting ready for work tomorrow, but I’ve come … Continue reading

What price would you pay to be able to read more?

Time for a silly thought experiment, friends! My husband and I recently had a highly theoretical–but no less intense and emotional because of it–discussion of what we would be willing to give up to be able to read more. He was willing, fully willing, to give up certain non-essential body parts such as a finger … Continue reading