I just finished writing Year of the Dog ! It had a massive plot hole that I had to fix which turned out to be more work than I expected. Here’s a snippet: “Hey, Auntie Nell.” He wrapped his arms around her, bussing her on the cheek and breathing in pikake flowers and shortbread cookies. And suddenly he was nine years old again, and her solid presence had made his chaotic world stable once more. “What are you doing here?” He usually took her to dinner on Wednesday nights, but today was Tuesday. The edges of her smile faltered a little before brightening right back up again. “What, I can’t visit my nephew?” She angled around him to enter his home. “Is this your new house? Looks lovely.” Which was a blatant lie, because the fixer-upper was barely livable, much less acceptable to a neat-freak like his aunt. She also left four matching pink and purple floral suitcases on the stoop behind her. Only then did Ashwin notice the cab driver standing slightly to the side of the walkway. “Can ...
Captain's Log, Supplemental
Yesterday, I waxed poetic on one of the few foods I dislike, TURKEY. But don't get me wrong, I still love Thanksgiving.
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Yesterday, I waxed poetic on one of the few foods I dislike, TURKEY. But don't get me wrong, I still love Thanksgiving.
Camy here, probably the only person on the entire planet who hates turkey.
I don’t hate Thanksgiving, but let’s just say I’m not salivating over the gigantic roast Butterball on the table.
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Comments
I spent a summer with my aunt and uncle and we ate turkey almost every day and I HATE it.
When we have the Christmas Dinner I always had to have some roast Lamb or corn beef
I love the graphic of a turkey holding a sign. Eat Beef save the turkey!
Have a very blessed day.