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My main character in World of Warcraft hit level 90 and summoned herself a new demon!
Restart World of Warcraft, stay up until 5am… yeah… that seems about right.
I’m going to be entirely off the grid — no internet, no electricity — for much of this weekend. I think I’ll bring a notebook and try to figure out outlines for a furry ghostbuster novel and a cats with magical mutant powers novel.
by Mary E. Lowd
Originally published in Fantasia Divinity Magazine, May 2017
The asteroid amphitheater rocked with applause as the suspended final note of Star Shaker’s encore vibrated the atmo-bubble over everyone’s heads. The reptilian pop-star bowed and spotlights shone off of her rainbow-colored scales, making her glitter like the stars all around.
Chirri had loved Star Shaker’s music since she was a little kitten. Once, she’d even shaved off her fur and drawn little Vs all over her naked skin, hoping they’d make her look like she had scales. It had looked awful, but she’d been too young to care. All she knew was that it had made her feel closer to her hero. Continue reading “An Aldebaran Sugar Cookie for Star Shaker”
The four-year-old, speaking of a creek we found: “I want to talk to the water privately.
I told him I was going to stay here, but he could whisper to it. So he is.
Me: “What did you tell it?”
Four: “A secret!” Continue reading “Talking to Creeks, Buying Praying Mantises, and Moving Boxes”
–arrange toys around my computer
–scroll through twitter
–google galaxies
–tweet about googling galaxies
–describe a planet as being like a honeydew melon bobbing on the ocean
That’s a good amount of work, right? Continue reading “My writing progress so far tonight:”
Another one for the list of things I should have never had to say: “No cars on the piano!” To be filed with, “Don’t kick your grandmother,” and “Don’t stand on the piano!” The younger child has a thing for trying to destroy the piano.
And before I finished posting, he managed to elicit, “No cars on the windows!”
Me: Do you have any homework tonight?
10-yr-old: I have to watch Little Shop of Horrors.
Me, to myself: This seems unlikely…
Me, out loud: Perfect, let me help you with that.
The ten-year-old is pitching me her idea of mashing up Annie and Little Shop of Horrors. It sounds amazing. Continue reading “Little Shop of Horrors”
Apparently, today is Unicorn Day. So here’s a fresh hot cup of unicorn stories, newly available here at Deep Sky Anchor:
And if you need some more, we do have a few stories that have been rattling around the site a bit longer:
Enjoy!
And Happy Unicorn Day!
by Mary E. Lowd
Originally published in Luna Station Quarterly, December 2015
As I brought the mug of fresh-brewed coffee to my lips, the steaming liquid froze solid. Startled by the sudden coldness in my hand, I dropped the mug. The handle broke off when it hit the linoleum floor. To make matters worse, the magic wore off almost instantly, and the mug-shaped block of coffee-ice promptly melted, puddling on the floor. Continue reading “Feral Unicorn”
by Mary E. Lowd
Originally published in Untied Shoelaces of the Mind, March 2012
The curved neck and stretched wings of the black Dragon dwarf the figure of the doe-like white Unicorn. They make an unlikely picture behind the glass panel and aluminum frame of my sliding glass kitchen door. As always, quite the sight to see. I ask them in.
At kindergarten orientation, they explained if you didn’t get your kid vaccinated, you had to give them a special form & they sounded way too okay with it. So I called out, “BUT YOU SHOULD GET YOUR KIDS VACCINATED.” And then spent the rest of the event all shaky. Continue reading “Vaccines, Bumper Stickers, Oklahoma”