My Cardboard Balcony

Whew. Another busy week. Don't get me wrong, it's very fulfilling for me, teaching and all that. But my goodness, does it require a lot of work. Also, in other news, my goodness, water is wet. Still doing my best to write. I've been editing some older projects of mine, such as my second novel, and seeing where it goes. I'm hoping also to participate in NaNoWriMo in the next couple of months. ...Yep. It's September, all right. Take it easy on me, dear passage of time. Have a great night and a great weekend, everyone.

The Family Heirloom by Belinda Roddie Your heart sat, still beating, in a tarnished brass box.

"Is that a meme?" I stared. "What?" "That." My mom was jabbing toward the screen with both her index and middle finger, pinched together as if she were attempting to stab the air with her nails. "That weird picture. Is that a meme?" I sighed and got up from the couch so I could get a better look. On the computer, sure enough, was an image of an octopus with cat heads attached to its tentacles. "I wouldn't call that a meme," I said. "Just probably some really bored person who decided to mess with Photoshop."