Saturday Hooky

It’s Saturday, and I’m at the library while my poor dear gray-headed mother is slaving away at the Book Box. I’m here using the high-speed–WHEEEEEE!!

I made bread last night, so this morning I toasted some Gruyere cheese in the skillet and had that on a piece of my bread for breakfast. Mmmmm! And all this clarified butterfat ran off into the pan…. So now I’m thinking about what I can cook in that for lunch. Or I may just have miso soup with rice noodles.

Mom sent me to the farmers’ market this morning and some dirty rotten pig-person had bought ALL 17 POUNDS of sweet potatoes! I ask you, what can a normal person do with 17 pounds of sweet potatoes? She must be a mad scientist, creating a vast army of zombie sweet potato soldiers. “Eyes! Their eyes are everywhere! Aaiiiiiiiii!!” I was MOST displeased! Got a couple of late tomatoes and some squash and some lovely white peaches.

See you tomorrow, and then the blog book tour starts up again on Monday.

WRITING PROMPT: Would your main character be frightened at the thought of zombie sweet potatoes? Are you? Write a scene where it happens.



I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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One thought on “Saturday Hooky

  1. Leslie R. Lee

    September 11, 2010 at 2:20pm

    “dirty rotten pig-person”? You shouldn’t hold back. Tell us what you really think of them? ;-P

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      Marian Allen

      September 12, 2010 at 7:24am

      Yes, well, but…SEVENTEEN POUNDS? I dunno–maybe she KEEPS pigs, and feeds them sweet potatoes to fatten them up for Christmas hams? She could have left me ONE. All I wanted was ONE.

      Okay, it’s Sunday, I repent, awreddy. *sigh*

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