Before I even started this blog, I would occasionally pose a SyFy Question of the Day to my facebook friends. Sometimes, it was directly related to what I was writing, and I really did want some input to help me decide what … Continue reading
Jenny Urban lives not too terribly far from Las Vegas, Nevada, but not terribly close, either. An unabashed fan girl, she shares her home with two cats named after fictional wizards and a larger than life size poster of a … Continue reading
It seems I forgot something yesterday. Fortunately, this ping-back from Smithsonian Magazine jogged my memory! Before I even started this blog, I would occasionally pose a SyFy Question of the Day to my facebook friends. Sometimes, it was directly related to what … Continue reading
It’s 2011. Where’s my damn jetpack? OK, I know. They do exist now, they’re just not exactly available for your average housewife to purchase and go running errands in. Child safety seats are probably a few years behind, anyway. A … Continue reading
John Quinlan is a fitness, art and fashion model of German and Irish descent from Boston, Massachusetts. He is a former bodybuilder and professional wrestler. He has appeared in a wide variety of publications, from fitness magazines to Children’s books (He was … Continue reading
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Friday’s post is going to set a record for number of images associated with an interview! So many, in fact, that I’ve decided to put all of them here in this preview, and I’ll pick out a wide selection to … Continue reading
Before I even started this blog, I would occasionally pose a SyFy Question of the Day to my facebook friends. Sometimes, it was directly related to what I was writing, and I really did want some input to help me decide what direction … Continue reading
Yesterday I was feeling somewhat lovey towards my hubby, and thinking about composing a blog post about how much I appreciate his support and love not only with my burgeoning writing career, but life in general. Then he went and … Continue reading
AmyBeth Inverness 
Blame it on the Bossa Nova
I wish I was still young enough to know everything. I have a specific memory of being in, oh, probably 2nd or 3rd grade and being handed two worksheets. We were instructed to do the small, easy one first, and … Continue reading →