A curious anagram for "Meredith Annette Harper" is "That name retired her pen." Hmm. So maybe I ought to think about fulfilling the prophecy. Truth is, I've little ambition to write these days. The whole activity's become nonstop algorithmic self-promotion for which I have neither the chops nor marketability. What I have had is the time of my life, all my literary dreams came true, and I was able to say just about everything I ever wanted. What's not to love? Thank you all for being such supportive dears and may your own dreams come true, but I hereby declare myself free and am headed out to celebrate as 750,000 hungry authors daily step up to take my place, hahahaha! Bless their hearts, I wish them all the best. Cheers!
Why is everybody so angry these days? Sometimes I wonder about other stuff like do crows and blue jays have a sense of smell? Or what did the old folks in 1132 C.E. do to get around before knee replacement surgery or even wheelchairs were options? I don't know about the birds, but people probably just died before getting old; that'd pretty much solve that problem. Okay, I realize there are scientific answers for questions like these--or at least some educated guesses--and all I have to do is Google 'em. But that's not what I'm Read More
All I'm going to say right now is that its title is to be THINGS THAT CAN FALL, it's set in New York City during the 1970's disco era, and it's not a romance. Stay tuned.
I asked myself that same question last night, when it just popped into my head as I watched a thirtyish woman doing one on Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt. The actress herself probably wasn't doing it. This was no doubt her stunt-double. Actresses are too Read More