My campaign to normalize parasols appears to be working, or at least I get many fewer funny looks than I did a few years ago!
Chilaquiles on the breakfast buffet next to the scrambled eggs is the best reason I have yet seen to move to California
In 1950, Simon & Schuster published a new children’s book, "Dr. Dan the Bandage Man". Publisher Richard Simon decided to include a few bandages with each copy as a publicity gimmick. He wired a friend at Johnson & Johnson:
PLEASE SHIP TWO MILLION BAND-AIDS IMMEDIATELY.
The friend wired back:
BAND-AIDS ON THE WAY. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?
OH at Disneyland:
Harried mother: Don’t you want macaroni and cheese? Come on, they have macaroni and cheese here.
Stormy preschooler: I don’t like macaroni and cheese! You don’t know me AT ALL!
Friends I actually got my first “I only like books by men authors” in PERSON!
Dude thought Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell was written by a man tho so >_>
OK so apparently I’ve had Twitter copying over to here and people have been taking to me for ages so uh
Sorry about that
OK, y’all, tell me about your favorite Mastodon instances.
Seriously even the white people here look like they were dipped in gold, it’s not a regional difference I expected!
California is making me super self-conscious about my ghostly pallor 👻
Who would you say is this era’s Gene Wilder?
Interestingly, both films have characters launching into monologues that were iconic in the books but didn’t really fit where they got shoehorned into the scripts
I watched The Devil Wears Prada and Murder on the Orient Express on my flight and I have zero regrets
You have got to be kidding me
There are few modern pleasures quite like training your autocarrot to say “autocarrot” every time
Another day, another wrestle with “is it morally justifiable to be on Twitter.” The arguments, as always, are allowing complicity in its ill effects vs. ceding the venue and voice it’s given me to bad actors.
is it just me or has this felt like a Thursday all freakin’ day
Coincidentally, these are the genre markets that I won’t even consider supporting for the next year. Not with dollars, not with social boosts, and not with submissions, either.
These are the genre magazines that published zero new stories by black writers in 2018:
Abyss & Apex
Beneath Ceaseless Skies
Flash Fiction Online
Intergalactic Medicine Show