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The coffee shop I was writing at closed before I finished writing my story. So I went to a second coffee shop, and I had a second chai. And now I feel very caffeinated. But I finished the story!
I’ve been getting a lot of writing done lately, and I want to be clear about something — staring at my computer & feeling like I have absolutely no idea how I’ll manage to write even a single word is still a big part of my process.
Movies I watched tonight — “Popstar: Never Stop Never Stopping” and “Pan’s Labyrinth.” They, uh, clashed rather badly.
As we marched, suddenly, the ten-year-old called out, “WHAT DO WE WANT?”
And all around, the crowd grew quiet. You could practically hear everyone thinking, “What? What do we want? Which thing are we supposed to call back??!!”
Finally a woman called out, “JUSTICE!” And the chant went on.
I have a new routine — I brush my teeth while sitting next to the fish tank and reading. This makes my fish very happy.
Talking to the four-year-old about how he needs to settle down and go to sleep, he suddenly got really somber and quiet. A moment later, with absolute seriousness: “I just remembered, I’ve never fallen asleep.”
One of my favorite lines from Michael Copperman during tonight’s discussion of Kazuo Ishiguro’s brilliant novel, “Never Let Me Go,” at Wordcrafters In Eugene — “You’d be surprised how often the heavy-handed, clunky move is the one you need.” Continue reading “Stray Thoughts on a Random Day”
The four-year-old, speaking of the small dog: “I wish Amy could talk like me.” A moment later, “I’ll pretend she’s talking.”
Yep, that’s my kid.
The four-year-old’s excuse for not listening to me at the park: “I left my ears at home.”
Generally, I’m a very linear writer. I write stories like I’m reading them… just more slowly. But lately, I’m finding myself writing passages entirely out of order, and the sentences reorder themselves around me like pieces in a Tetris game. It’s very disturbing. Continue reading “Writing Processes Changing”
It’s award season, and so we’re doing a round-up of Mary E. Lowd’s furry short stories published in 2017. There are a lot of them! All but one of these stories can be read online for free; four of them can be read right here at Deep Sky Anchor! If you love any of these stories, please consider taking a moment to nominate them for the Ursa Major Awards, or if you’re a qualified nominator, the Leo Literary Awards. Continue reading “Furry Award Eligible Stories”
by Mary E. Lowd
Originally published in Arcana: A Tarot Anthology, November 2017
Diamma’s scaly green tail curled to one side, then the other, swaying uneasily, as she stood in the open hatch of her spaceship. Crystals of pink snow caught in her fiery, leonine mane as the flakes drifted down from the powder blue clouds of this world. Snomoth. For years, it had been a number in the registry on her ship; somewhere she would eventually go. For the last few weeks, it had been a dot of light on the main viewscreen. Now it was a faintly pink snowball, the color of cherry blossoms in the early spring, stretched out before her, waiting to freeze her toes when she stepped down from the hatch.
The final piece of the puzzle might be here, hidden underneath the pale pink snow. Continue reading “The Unification of Worlds”