Happy Monday everyone! I wanted to do a long blog post about Lehigh Valley Space Fest with Nan but I wore out of steam. I used up all the words in my brain on this post over on Parisian Phoenix.

And while it doesn’t detail the fun Nancy had playing with a meteorite and fondling a zero-G Smurf… it at least proves that I do do more than go to doctor appointments.

If you’re a reader, God bless you. You are the butter to the writer’s bread, the sustaining force whom we drive to please. But if you’re an author, …

The pluckiness of the modern author