Ever have a long list of things you need to get done over the weekend, and a long list of things you got done over the weekend, and there's only one item overlapping the two lists?

Yeah, like that.

...did I just use a t-rex AND the birthday dirge in this story?

I may have, yes.

Not much writing today, but I'm keeping what I did, so there's that.

"Please tell me there’s no trouble in paradise, because I’d hate to have to kill him but I’d do it, for you.”

For those of you who may have been unaware before now... I Have Strong Opinions. And some of them are now collected for your entertainment!


Just binge-watched CARNIVAL ROW. Heavy-handed on the message, yeah, but what a gorgeous, tension-driven sledgehammer it is...

Starting my tax prep in January like the mythical unicorn adult that I am.

I mean, I’m not going to FINISH it until the night before I meet with my Tax Guy, but I’m starting it now.

I have already given myself a cookie.

The kittens remind me that we have housing and medical bills to pay (and ), so here’s a reminder of What I Do When I’m Not Faffing on the Internet:

(some of) The Books: bookviewcafe.com/bookstore/bvc

(more of) The Books: lauraannegilman.net/whats-in-p

The Patreon: patreon.com/LAGilman

The Editorial Services: lauraannegilman.net/d-y-m-k-pr

You know what would be an awesome prank for an enterprising whitehat? Hack the @GOPSenate's chambers with a constant loop of Sara Bareille's "Brave."


Non-spoilery review: I would have trimmed 10-15 minutes of "We GET it, JJ" but overall, I am satisfied with the cycle's end, and pleased that much room has been left for future generations of ficwriters to play.

When the history books are written, McConnell's baldfaced statement that he has no interest in a fair or legitimate trial, may earn him the same infamy as John Wilkes Booth for his part in killing "the Party of Lincoln."

I am so very tempted to utter into the ether, "will no one rid us of this meddlesome McConnell." But I won't because that would be wrong. And also a misuse of a historical trope, because Henry was in the moral pissbucket, not Beckett.

But the temptation lingers.

There is something really satisfying in breaking down a global edit to someone and _hearing_ their brain catch fire and realize how they can fix shit and make it more awesome.

I mean, I totally do this for the money, but I do it for that moment, too.

Me: I'm tired of volunteer meals, no matter how much love they were made with...oh, I still have some chili in the freezer!

Narrator: She had somehow forgotten how much hotter chili gets when frozen and reheated.

Me: *breathes fire at the cats*

Rereading CURSE THE DARK for production reasons, and being both impressed (the suck fairy did not visit) and sad (the series was prescient about way too much in the world right now).

PSA: Because I'm seeing this a bit in my own cohort, I'm going to tell you that - in general - if you're not sure what to say to someone who has had surgery/is unwell, and don't want to be intrusive, a get well card or email (with no obligation of response) is 💯👍.

Lines I'd forgotten I'd written and am amused by:

"She had never understood the beauty of how fast a man could get naked before."

I should get up and turn on the lights, but my staples hurt and a cat is asleep on my ankle, A Life Story.

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