ADHD means I can't watch a YouTube video featuring more than one person if I'm trying to learn something. Inevitably, there's small talk and "banter" and my brain just can't hold concentration through that.

Definitely my favorite version of this song. This kid has PIPES. And there is so much character in his voice. #necessarychristmasmusic youtu.be/-cUz-zAATNI?...

Holy. Fuck. #necessarychristmasmusic youtu.be/GbHyghmxeeM?...

You're welcome. #necessarychristmasmusic youtu.be/0bqiBpRvEwc?...

If anyone has advice for tension headaches, I'm all ears. Please don't tell me to reduce my stress.

My daughter keeps making houses for our cat. She has upped her game to a tent. She's also started leaving little "offerings" for him, like feathers and pom poms. In exchange, Fenris guards her room when she's not home, and generally seems annoyed if anyone else talks to her.

TODAY’S THE DAY! My first full-length comic book, #ARCHAIC, is out today at your local comic book store and on Comixology Unlimited! If the phrase “action-adventure murder mystery on a controlling magical island” sings to you, go get your copy! comicsahoy.com/comics/archa...

My daughter wanted to play me a song she loves on YouTube. She PINKIE SWORE it wasn't creepy. We are going to have to discuss the meaning of creepy. youtu.be/tcHZFgMIyIk?...

Adding witchy labels to seasonings adds so much ambience to my existence. What you see below is me successfully dying a plain black and white label with black tea mixed with turmeric.

It's snowing. And my current mood is: Good. Keep snowing. Seal us in. I'm not going anywhere.

My nine year old daughter told me her rocks wanted me to babysit their kids. This is Heavy Gary Jr. and Skull. They're having raspberry for breakfast because I was told they like fresh fruit. That red ball is their "stress pom pom" for if they get bored. 100% would babysit again.

I might like the early seasons of some shows better, but this one remained true to itself the whole long way.

Jesus was at Walgreen’s again.

Me as I stare at my WIP: "The most difficult thing is the decision to act; the rest is merely tenacity." —Amelia Earhart

Sometimes one has to balance one's need for candy corn with the knowledge that having candy corn for breakfast will make one sick.

I go to Canada for five days and we get so much snow they cancel three days of school in a row. I get back and we're going to be in the high-fifties for weeks. I am NOT pleased.

“What radicalized you?” Bro I was told to treat people the way I would want to be treated in kindergarten and it made sense idk what else there is to say

Because we all need a little Bea Arthur in our lives... youtu.be/wxJsl4e0Xmg?...

Wrote this Post-it note and told my son to read it out loud. He read the whole thing before he got it and cursed me. #trollingbaldson

Left this note on the floor outside my son's room next to a banana peel. I feel like Superman would definitely make dad jokes.

My son shaved his head and now he looks like Lex Luthor. I will be trolling him in the role of Superman for the foreseeable future...

Editing two chapters turned into completely rewriting a new chapter and editing the second one. And it looks very much like tomorrow's "editing two chapters" will end up the same. Today Jennifer hates yesterday past Jennifer for being so lazy on this first draft...

I turned my Christmas tree into a ghost because I couldn't find the energy to take it down. My daughter wants to know if we can make it a turkey now...

I'm averaging a cup of coffee every half hour thus far. If this doesn't translate into wicked gains in productivity vis a vis my current edits, I shall be very put out.

I am overcome by the sudden conviction that I need a tiara.

Candy corn was 90% off at the grocery store yesterday. Sometimes you ask for help and the universe provides.

The adventure in writing two books at once continues. Day three and I've survived thus far. Still need to write a chapter for New Series today. Unrelated note, I finished one bag of candy corn and I'm eyeing the backup...

I am attempting to write 2 books at once. One in my current series (Blood Trails) and one in the New Series. Outlines are complete and I started writing yesterday. Goal is 1 chapter of each per day for the first draft. Yesterday was a success despite my workday being shot to Hell. Wish me luck!

I'm armed with coffee and a bag of candy corn. Time to get to work...

I have now met a fourth writing deadline. What does this mean? It means my obsessive need to protect a streak has been activated. Now if I miss a deadline it's not about missing a deadline, it's about breaking a streak. There will be psychological consequences. I've warned Jim...

I'm looking for some news outlets to follow. Nothing partisan for either side. Or perhaps a mix of both as long as it's fact based, not emotion based. I don't want any click bait titles. Suggestions?

My Denmark flint is done! Look how beautifully it polished up!

I have met two separate writing deadlines. I am so proud. I definitely earned the two hours I spent on my rocks today...

I need to do more research on voodoo for the next series. I'm looking forward to it...

The rags I use to clean up my rocks and tumblers are absolutely filthy, and I can't just chuck them in the wash because the grit will turn to cement in the pipes. I think today I'm going to buy a salad spinner and use it to clean the washcloths...

I'm ready for snow again.

I put my Denmark flint into stage two in the tumbler today. In three weeks, I'll have shiny flint. I hate waiting.

I'm rewatching Bones for what's probably the...fourth time? Sixth? I don't know. But I always appreciate how all the characters get their own arc despite dancing close to being caricatures.

Look at the fantastic art my son made me! It's Shade, from my Blood Trails series!

I finished the first draft of my new book by the due date I set for myself. This has not happened in a long time. And it happened despite being derailed by illness and personal issues. Pretty sure I should treat myself with a new rock tumbler...