Sadly, this isn’t a commentary upon gender in our society. Rather, it’s about the scary things that go bump in the night. I really want to have someone who’ll go into the basement and see if there’s a monster down there. Otherwise I have to do it.
A continuation of the last post. I still don’t like flowers, especially ones that bleed. To flowers do that? Maybe. Maybe not. I’m sure not going to find out. Keep those colorful weeds away from me. They bring bees.
I don’t like the deep ocean. It’s not a fun place to be. If you’ve ever swum out for shore and looked down, you know what I’m talking about. Who knows what lurks in the abyssal waters? Nightmares, I’m certain.
A few days ago I talked about marketing books to readers like myself. After much thought, this was the only viable option I could come up with. I need help.
Pirate is to me, a cute kid with serious moments, especially in her book. But I think if I saw anyone, especially a child peering at me through the bookshelves at night I’d freak out.
That said, if I could put posters and small pictures of Pirate in libraries across the world I totally would. In fact, I should just to that — just start leaving pictures of Pirate hidden wherever I go. Heart attacks for everyone!
Some costumes are not appropriate even for Halloween. Naturally disturbing imagery isn’t good for the kids, but costumes with guns are probably a really bad idea as well. Still, it surprises me how scary some of the costumes are. Staying inside this Halloween.