Author Archives: Kelly
I like the way your butt looks in that chair
It’s National Novel Writing Month and since I still have a strong desire to do ALL the things, I’m doing it for a fourth year in a row. But there’s added difficulty: I’m in Chicago on a business trip until Tuesday … Continue reading
World Fantasy Con (or, how I found a family I didn’t even know I had)
I survived my first con. In sitting on my mom’s couch in Chicago, drinking a beer, eating pumpkin cookies and trying to figure out what exactly happened these last four days. It was amazing. I bought my membership earlier this … Continue reading
I wish you…
…Were here. …Could have been here. …Were still here. …The best. To all the friends new and newer, old and oldest, I wish you a Happy Halloween. (there will be a Con recap as soon as I resolidify in Chicago … Continue reading
My 10 Rules of Writing (Warning: may contain inadvertent life advice)
There’s a meme going around the other VP alums about our personal 10 rules of writing. I tried to go for something more meta and focus on the hard-won lessons I’ve learned over the years. Part of being a writer … Continue reading
A Fall Ritual: The Exorcist
It’s fall, which is my favorite time of year to go through my ritualistic viewing of favorite horror movies. Up first: The Exorcist I loved this movie from the first time I saw it as a kid. I’m not sure … Continue reading
Blank is a story about… SQUIRREL!
Coming out of the post-VP fog (and illness) with a strong desire to do ALL THE THINGS (and if you are unfamiliar of the origins of this phrase, I’d highly recommend reading this post over on Hyperbole and a Half, … Continue reading
Same as it ever was
It’s official. I’m sick. I know this because my coworkers have replaced the “Illin’” post-it on my cubicle with the “Moderately Ill” post-it. It’s the lack of sleep and extended travel. Gets me every single time. I’ve got less than … Continue reading
That OTHER VP Post: In which my brain goes CLUNK
I’m back in San Diego. Sitting in Lestats, surrounded by people I don’t know. Some are reading. Others writing. One even has a banjo (is that Brust?! Oh, wait. No. Dammit). I’ve been trying to compose this post in my … Continue reading
I Have No Mouth, And I Must Scream
It’s after midnight and I’m trying a different tactic to get to sleep tonight by giving a brief forum to my thoughts instead of letting them clump up in my forebrain until after 3AM. I have been at Viable Paradise … Continue reading
Stupid Underwear
I’m going to forget something. Every single time I go somewhere, I forget something. It’s usually something small or redundant – something that would make my life slightly easier if I had remembered to stick the fucker in the suitcase … Continue reading
