I’m posting today at Fatal Foodies about books with food in that I enjoyed as I grew up, even though I was the world’s pickiest eater. My mother would say, “It’s all going to the same place; what’s it matter if it touches on your…

I’m coming across more and more writers who are neither “outliners” nor “pantsers”, but combine writing plans with seat-of-the-pants writing. I’m one of those. I love the rush of plunging head-first into a blank screen or sheet of paper, but I reach a point at…

If you’ve been reading this blog long enough, you know I’m a fan of I Can Has Cheezburger AND Homestar Runner, which combination makes for an illiteracy so profound it’s almost another language. What the title of this entry means to say is, of course,…