My phone screen in cracked! I am typing this on a physical keyboard, which feels fantastic by the way, on my wife's cheapo refurbished laptop she bought on Amazon months ago when a cat knocked down her previous laptop.
Due to time constraints and the typically high level of exhaustion I am working at, I can either stop writing or write when and what I can. Because I am so set on writing, I have decided to due just that and set aside time for myself to write what I can within a set time. These 344 words were wrought in the space of 10 minutes.
I like naked racism. I don't like racism. Hating someone because of how they look is stupid; its unproductive and unhelpful to the hater and the object of their scorn alike.
I like powerful women in the real and fictional worlds. I was raised on Buffy and Xena before her. As I grew older and wiser and more religious I felt pangs of the heart when I realized that I wouldn't feel so great sharing female superheroes with my daughters because so often they are framed in the most brazen physically attractive way possible.
The situation at the US-Mexico border is uncomfortable for me. My wife and I are a bit divided over it. No, we aren't fighting, we just lean towards opposite ends. What we agree on is that the immigration system is a mess.
Almost as soon as I began my endeavor to write every day, or at least 5 days a week, I was dealt quite the blow. Actually it was the family who was dealt the blow, I was like the table they got knocked into as Hand Foot and Mouth disease struck the lot of them.
Yesterday morning my wife asked me who my childhood hero was. One name came to mind above all the others: Spider-Man.
Life got in the way and I strayed from my goal of writing consistently. I wanted to do the “Bradbury Challenge” every week until the end of December. It isn't over, it's evolving.
There is a mention of certain peoples utilizing different armaments in battle. That made me think about Fantasy races. Are Fictitious Races Rooted in the Bible? + Audioblog
My first entry in my Monday to Friday writing campaign. They say breast is best they say. All the books, the WHO, the doctors and the hospitals all put out the same message. There are charts, statistics, guidelines, myths, programs aplenty to help mothers and their babies bond and forge a nursing relationship. Then comes the sabotage.