That still, quiet part of Christmas Eve is almost upon me, no lights but the tree lights, a little soft music playing — my favorite time. Everything else is just the before and after as far as I’m concerned. I wish you all peace and love this season and hereafter. Continue reading
The most important thing about a wintertime book is that the colder the scene, the warmer your surroundings must be. For instance, anybody who undertakes the climb up Caradhras without a fire or a working heater, as well as a cup of hot chocolate or peppermint tea, is a fool of a Took. Continue reading
I’m getting my gondola ready. Martian canals, baby, Martian canals! Continue reading
Why does putting boots on dogs turn them into a Don Martin cartoon? Continue reading
Hurry up, you guys! Space isn’t going to be there forever! Continue reading
I like my coffee the way I like the souls of the weak and the innocent: absorbed into my system quickly, to keep me going until dawn breaks and I must scurry back to my unholy bed. Continue reading