THE SWINGING DOOR: A ONE ACT PLAY

By Yvonne PronovostCAST OF CHARACTERS ( Read more... )

Today a squirrel made a poopie on my clipboard. This was the most exciting thing that happened, aside from the Loon vs. Duck battle on the lake we're excavating beside.

Ahhh... the life of an itinerant archaeologist! Full of thrills, chills, and a bad case of quad thumb!

I need an archaeology icon.

FINALLY ( Read more... )

If I ever get around to writing that urban fantasy, I promise that I won't use 'never', 'ever', or 'other' in a combination with some sort of place, such as 'place', 'land', and 'side', for example, to create my title. I won't use the word 'dark' either. It's a little disheartening ( Read more... )

Bears being bothersome? Ursines acting asinine? Call me. I can deal with it ( Read more... )

I have decided that 'hootenanny' is my new favourite word. I really want to go to a hootenanny now, or organize one, only I don't know where to find a banjo player and suspender-wearing musician who hoots over a bottle marked XXX ( Read more... )

A real job, even! I'll be working up in the oil sands area, and I'm leaving on the 17th. So soon! Yikes. And there's a good chance that I'll get full time work into the fall ( Read more... )