It pains me beyond measure to have to tell you that I come to you today with empty hands. I do not have the first part of my short story ready to share with you. My stomach is in knots just typing that. But, anything I share has to be right. It has to…
Author: S. A. Young
That’d Better Not Be a Christmas Carol I Hear
Happy Monday! And it is a happy one, for those of us living in the United States who have the day off. It’s Labor Day, which, contrary to popular belief was not created for back-to-school or end-of-the-model-year clearance sales. No, for our readers in other parts of the world, the day was established to…
I Give! I Give!
I’m not seriously suggesting that you abandon your civic duty, or anything else, but sweet baby jeebus, it’s not even September and this election cycle feels as if it’s been going on FOR-EV-ER! Boy will I be glad when it’s over. Between television, newspapers (yes, I still occasionally read the kind that get your hands…
Happy New Year!
Have you ever noticed that there’s no song, rock or otherwise, to celebrate the fact that school’s back in session? Staples tried to get something going by using that old Christmas chestnut, “It’s The Most Wonderful Time of the Year”. -Hilarious – and completely on point. If there’s a group of people who do actively…
Scaring Myself, A Little
Good afternoon friends and faithful readers. It’s once again my Saturday in the barrel here at SS&S, wherein we try to come to you with some little glimpse into our “writing lives”. Sometimes that means giving you our interpretations of the elements that go into not just our novel, but any novel. Sometimes it means…
It’s the Little Things
Good morning and Happy Monday! It’s going to be a great day, I can feel it. Or maybe it’s just because I was inside all weekend fighting off some disgusting chest thing and I’m so happy to be “out” that I’m choosing to see it that way. Potato-tomato. Everything depends on one’s perspective and perception…
Don’t You Have Something Better To Do?
“Hello, my name is ______, and I’m a Procrastinator.” It’s chronic and, I fear, incurable. You’d think by now, at the ripe old age of *mumble mumble* that I’d have learned a lesson or two about not leaving things until the last minute or letting things pile up until they become seemingly insurmountable. You would…
My Trip to “Paradise”
Paradise: a place of extreme beauty, delight, or happiness. a state of supreme happiness characterized by freedom from or oblivion to pain, worry, and the external world; bliss. Everyone has their own version of heaven. Here on terra firma, Walt Disney would have us believe that they have a lock on the “Happiest Place on…
Recharging the Batteries
As I mentioned on Monday, I’m on vacation this week. I’m down in Florida visiting family, a trip I make a couple of times a year, sometimes more. I usually stay for about ten days. The record is fourteen, I think, and that seems to be the tipping point at which I run screaming for…
Travels with George Redux
I’m on vacation for the next week and a half. My favorite traveling companions, George and Pocket Jamie, and I are in Florida – because it’s just not hot enough in Boston *insert eyeroll*. (Actually the real reason is so that my brother and I can belatedly celebrate my mother’s 75th birthday.) In any case,…