GeorgeGlass

I love my pets, but I think it's creepy when people start acting like their pets are their children. On my commute this morning, I saw a car with a sticker that read, “My child has four paws.” I found myself wondering, if this person were in a burning building and had to choose between rescuing their dachshund or a neighbor's child, which one would they save?

Ugh.  Phase one of my VERY LONG WORK WEEK is done.  12 hours Wednesday, 14 hours Thursday, and 14.5 hours yesterday.

I love writing tips. Like I LOVE them. I can spend hours on google searching for specific tips and soaking in every little ounce of advice I can get my greedy little paws on. 
Then I abandoned facebook and joined twitter. There I discovered a treasure trove of editors and publishers posting practically hourly, and I was so excited! 
And then I discovered that 90% of the writing pages I’ve found on twitter are full of shit. Full of sweeping generalizations, no concept of word economy, conflicting advice within the same article, or just baseless friggin judgments. SMH. I feel so disillusioned right now. 

So my dad died recently. He was very old, and was refusing treatment because he was tired of how debilitated he had become, so I’m at peace with it. He had a good life. But this morning, I had my first “I have to remember to tell him about...oh, wait, I can’t” moment, and that made me a little sad.

The duodenum is a C-shaped section of the small intestine that connects directly to the stomach. Medical text books generally state that digestive juices and enzymes from the liver, gallbladder and pancreas empty into the duodenum to aid digestion.  Gallbladder?!  That’s literally nothing more than a reservoir for the bile given to it by the liver! Stop giving the gallbladder credit for something it doesn’t deserve!
Okay, medical rant over.

So my dad died recently. He was very old, and was refusing treatment because he was tired of how debilitated he had become, so I’m at peace with it. He had a good life. But this morning, I had my first “I have to remember to tell him about...oh, wait, I can’t” moment, and that made me a little sad.

So my dad died recently. He was very old, and was refusing treatment because he was tired of how debilitated he had become, so I’m at peace with it. He had a good life. But this morning, I had my first “I have to remember to tell him about...oh, wait, I can’t” moment, and that made me a little sad.

So my dad died recently. He was very old, and was refusing treatment because he was tired of how debilitated he had become, so I’m at peace with it. He had a good life. But this morning, I had my first “I have to remember to tell him about...oh, wait, I can’t” moment, and that made me a little sad.

Hope all the moms on here had a Happy Mother’s day yesterday. One of the kids I helped raise nabbed me for a Sushi Meal yesterday. Was great to spend time with her, since I hadn’t in 6 month. Really miss some of my heart adopted kids. They all grew up and got busy in their own lives.

I have cover art!  
NineStar Press is republishing my Witch’s Apprentice series, and Ghost’s Sight, the first book, has cover art. I’m really excited, and I can’t wait for the release date!

I have managed to resist the urge to write an F/F fic about Michelle Obama and Melania Trump’s transition meeting.

Downside of using your phone to write porn: When you search for a restaurant called Fogo de Chao, "Fogo" autocorrects to "cock."

Congrats to all y'all who survived NaNoWriMo!

_I_ have a doctorate. Where's _my_ friggin' TARDIS?

I am playing catch up, finally.  We’ll see how long this fairly normal hours at work thing lasts, though.  ugh

Happy Holidays writers, readers, friends!
 

So I had 400 words to go on NaNoWriMo, and I couldn’t think of what else to write. Then my wife says, “Write a sex scene. You might as well play to your strengths.”
There is now a sex scene. And I’m at 50,000!

So I had 400 words to go on NaNoWriMo, and I couldn’t think of what else to write. Then my wife says, “Write a sex scene. You might as well play to your strengths.”
There is now a sex scene. And I’m at 50,000!

So I had 400 words to go on NaNoWriMo, and I couldn’t think of what else to write. Then my wife says, “Write a sex scene. You might as well play to your strengths.”
There is now a sex scene. And I’m at 50,000!

Finally caught up on NaNoWriMo yesterday. Looks like I’m gonna make it! Now I just have to think of what to write about for the next 4 days, but I’ll figure it out.

Finally caught up on NaNoWriMo yesterday. Looks like I’m gonna make it! Now I just have to think of what to write about for the next 4 days, but I’ll figure it out.

If it seems like I’ve been really quiet lately, it’s because I’m doing NaNoWriMo. Because reasons, I wasn’t able to write much of anything during the first 5 days of November, and I’m still trying to catch up. Luckily, my wife has all our cats to keep her company. :\

Happy Halloween, everyone! Hope you're all having a great night.

Happy Halloween, everyone! Hope you're all having a great night.

Goddamn it, Chris Savino, how could you make me fall in love with The Loud House and then turn out to be one of THOSE guys?