Most people are familiar with the warning “be careful what you ask for, you just might get it.” To me, it seems mostly applicable to situations where you find yourself with the opportunity to have a wish or three granted, but had to use careful wordage and phrasing due to the tendency of bottle-dwelling genies to be quite literal. Or maybe spending eternity crammed inside a bottle has just turned them into assholes. Continue reading →
One afternoon, I was relaxing in the shade of one of the big trees on my country estate and watching some of the village children play on the hillside below.
A couple of weeks ago, I mentioned something about sharing a few excerpts from my 7th grade diary. And what better time to do that than on Anything Can Happen Sunday? So pop open a Tab, put on your Dittos and feather your hair, because I’m going back to 1978 and I’m taking all of you with me! Continue reading →
Don’t forget to visit and follow my other blog, Terribly Earnest, where I’m sharing some of my more cringe-worthy work from junior high. I’m about halfway through the first long short-story, The Islanders, so stop in and catch up!
Laughing at how bad it is, is not only acceptable, it’s encouraged!