In a hideous dress, dyed shoes, and a floppy hat.
So here’s another chance to share random stories. I’ve been trying for a while now to convince somebody to get married at Chuck-E Cheese’s, because I don’t know why. Just … Continue reading
I know his leg is going the wrong direction, but that’s how his knees bend.
Holding still is hard, y’all.
Which I realize is a weird thing to say, since part of Neurotic Owl’s deal is that he barely moves, but still. Anyway, I meant him to just be peeking … Continue reading
A pretty, pretty princess.
Just in case I’m starting to confuse people with these, he really is a boy. He just likes wearing pretty things sometimes.
His voice cracks on the V’ahavta, but he’s especially good a Baruch Hooooo.
There. I made a terrible bilingual owl pun. You’re welcome, internet.
Nor does he sparkle.
Or watch high school girls sleep and draw them. Seriously, how does anyone not find that creepy? Funny story, though — between being part Hungarian, having no surviving grandparents (for … Continue reading
As Tim Gunn would say, edit!
Every cut was like a sword through his heart. It was hard. Editing novel/So many little word deaths/ Why do I do this?
Now you want thin mints, and it’s all my fault.
But not the new mango ones, because I hear those are terrible and contain more mushrooms than mangoes. “But isn’t Neurotic Owl male?” you completely fail to ask. Why yes, … Continue reading
In which we learn life lessons from fairy tales.
Happy Women’s Day! Remember, just because an elderly woman offers you an apple, that doesn’t mean she’s necessarily an evil witch trying to kill you so she can stay the … Continue reading
Manic Pixie Otter: Special Request Edition
For the record, ‘the things’ include a Jayne hat, a toy dinosaur, a dice bag and many dice, a my little pony (although it looks sort of like a crappy … Continue reading
Neurotic Owl 