The kids convinced us to play Apples to Apples, and the highlight was an argument about what thing is the speediest that led to picturing a game of musical chairs played by a zebra and a ghost with cherries being thrown at them.
Author: marylowd
Furry Spreads to the Author & Artist Fair
Ways the Authors & Artists Fair is different this year: tons of people already know what furries are, and we’re being dance mobbed by people dressed up in holiday outfits. So, basically, it’s more like selling books at a furry con.
What I Have in My Pockets
11-year-old: “In your pockets, do you have…”
Me, emptying pockets of toys: “A raccoon, a lizard, a skeleton, and some silly putty…”
11: “I was hoping for a snack.”
Me: “Oh, no, I keep toys in my pockets, not food. You know that.”
Finishing Nexus Nine
I love it when my research is to do things like look at pictures of bears’ noses.
That feeling when you write the last few paragraphs of the first draft of your novel, and then you show them to your spouse, and they cause a deep philosophical discussion of physics… Continue reading “Finishing Nexus Nine”
Fatherly Approval, Writing, and Frogs
Today’s Doctor Who made me realize I should write frogs more often.
My novel-in-progress is now the fifth longest thing I’ve written, since it just passed up “In a Dog’s World” in length.
My father-in-law saw the news about me being a Guest of Honor at next year’s Midwest FurFest and called to tell me how impressed he is. I don’t talk to my own dad… so, this was really nice.
Questionable Harmonies
I thought it’d be easier to write with Christmas music on than while listening to the 5-year-old sing the alphabet loudly & atonally, over & over again… but I underestimated his ability to sing along with every song by singing “Jingle Bells,” regardless of the actual song playing.
Different Kind of Win
#NaNoWriMo isn’t over yet, but I’ve already had a very significant win: I did not give up when I fell behind. That was hard, and I’m glad I’ve had a chance to practice that valuable skill.
Snippets from Near the End of NaNoWriMo
The 5-year-old insisted on listening to Little Shop of Horrors during the drive to his first dentist appointment today.
I’ve started writing characters with zhe/zir pronouns in my fiction, and while the initial transition was difficult, I got used to them surprisingly fast, and now it feels ridiculous that people don’t use them all the time, because they’re just so extremely useful and elegant. Continue reading “Snippets from Near the End of NaNoWriMo”
Better Than a Man
Ladies, if he:
—dyes his fur fun colors, and sometimes lets you pick the pattern
—alters spacesuits to fit you
—is extremely loyal and goofy
—is an otter
He’s not your man; he’s Trugger from the Otters In Space trilogy.
Not All Dogs
by Mary E. Lowd
Originally published in Dissident Signals, July 2018
Lucky was a good dog. He’d been a good dog all his life.
So why was he standing in an office supply store, watching his three adopted kittens run wild, while trying to figure out how to make protest signs for a rally to free his tabby cat wife from prison? Continue reading “Not All Dogs”