Grumbles

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I’m going to spend this post complaining.  Here goes.

  1. I’ve had a headache for four days.
  2. I’m a post behind and I can’t seem to catch up.
  3. It’s only Tuesday.
  4. I just opened my school folder for the week to discover the amount of work I have to do makes me want to jump off a cliff.  No more second block, six-week classes.  Ever.  Again.
  5. I hate my school’s online class board because I have to go through 75 folders to access all the material.  Or, it could just be this teacher posts 7500 things in all the folders.  It’s taken me an hour just to look at all the material.  I have completely given up reading the chapters.
  6. There’s nothing on TV tonight except a rerun of Little House on the Prairie, the one where Mr. Edwards gets mauled by a bear and John doesn’t shoot it and thinks he is a wimp for life.
  7. I don’t want to study; I want to read On the Banks of Plum Creek.  I’m reading them all again—I do it once a year.
  8. We’re supposed to have severe storms, but not until after midnight, so I probably won’t get a lick of sleep tonight.
  9. Dear God, now it’s The Waltons.  Shoot me.
  10.   I bought a bag of onions and cut them up and put them in the freezer and now the entire house smells like onions.
  11. I can’t upload any pictures for some stupid reason.

Some good stuff did happen today.

  1. I got a LOT of editing done at lunch.  Yay!

Once this first edit is finished, I’ll print my book.  Then I get to haul the hard copy around with me for a while.

  1. The sun came out for a while today.  Double yay!
  2. Someone (probably my neighbor) moved my trash can back up to the house today while I was at work, and put the shopping paper in my mailbox.  Aww.
  3. The city picked up the dead possum that I found in my yard.  Blargh.

Let’s hope the rest of the week will slowly improve.

 

Footling Around

A2Z-2013-BANNER-900_zps1a85732a I wanted to edit at lunch today, but my computer at work only has two USB ports.  My mouse was in one, and my phone was in the other playing music.  Arrgh!

It’s just as well.  By the time I get really rolling, it’s time to go back to work anyway.

So, I footled around by writing my Saturday F post while eating my lovely meal of hard-boiled eggs, an organic everything bagel with cream cheese, a mango and some lovely milk.  What can I say—it’s Monday.  Let’s hope all these leftovers don’t make me sick.

Footling around is like doodling.  Your brain needs mindless activity.  It can be either something pointless, or a thing you’ve done a hundred million times, during which your mind sorts through information and processes ideas.

How many of you have had a revelation while mowing the lawn or doing dishes?  Yeah, me too.  I learned the hard way—STOP AND WRITE IT DOWN.

Writers need to footle.  It may look like we’re not working.  We are.  Thinking is work.

For some, it's harder than for others.

For some, it’s harder than for others.

It was definitely harder for me today; it took another twenty minutes for me to remember that I had my outlet charger for the phone with me, and by then lunch was over.  Happy Monday, everybody!

 

Efficacy

A2Z-2013-BANNER-900_zps1a85732aHey, here’s my Friday post.   I’m posting my Saturday post tomorrow.  How nice that this month has built in an extra day if we get behind.  And it finally warmed up.  Yay!  I bought Parmesan this afternoon, too.  The real stuff.  It’s pasta night tomorrow–a little Newman’s Own Fra Diavolo, the Parm, and some penne.  Mm.

Efficacy is defined as a capacity to produce an effect.  When it’s used to refer to a person, it’s called self-efficacy, and it refers to that person’s sense of competence.  Healthy people have a strong sense of this within themselves, though not usually about everything.

Why is strong self-efficacy important to writers?

Failure

Everyone makes mistakes, or has times when their efforts don’t succeed.  It’s normal to screw up and have disappointments sometimes.  Without support and encouragement, children don’t get a sense of triumph when they do succeed, and they’re unlikely to keep trying if things don’t go well.  But they must be allowed to fail, or success means nothing.

When parents constantly shield their kids from failure, they never learn how to handle it.  Writers will face rejection; it’s not a question of if, but when.  In fact, rejection is usually the first thing writers learn to deal with.  They have to keep trying if they want to be published.

And trying…and trying…

Image:   Jean le Tavernier (after 1486), Portrait of Jean Miélot/ Wikimedia Commons

Constructive feedback

Despite what you might think, constant praise does little to make people feel capable.  It rings false after a while. No one is perfect or does everything perfectly all the time, and even kids know this isn’t true.

Constructive feedback doesn’t tear down its recipient, which can also damage self-esteem. Since art and writing are so personal, creators sometimes have trouble listening to feedback.  They hear it as an attack and can’t pick out useful information.

If an audience doesn’t like a story or a book, even if they can’t say exactly why, a good writer will listen carefully to a critique anyway.  The reasons can show the writer what she needs to improve—perhaps the reader thought the plot twist was too easy to figure out, or didn’t like a flat character.

Persistence

Why would anyone continue to do something if she doesn’t believe she has any ability?  She might do it because it’s fun—some activities don’t require great technical skill to enjoy them.  Bowling, for example.

To be a champion bowler, a person would need to practice.  A lot.  The same goes for writing.  Success doesn’t come from just a few stories.  For a writer to get anywhere, she must practice.  She must also read and learn, both what is effective and what not to do.

Self-efficacy comes in when the writer keeps at it, even when the acceptances aren’t there yet, and when the money isn’t either.  It keeps her going because she has confidence in her ability to not only write, but to learn and grow as she does it.

That’s what it’s really all about.  We don’t write because we want to—who would pick a career this annoying?  We do it because it’s part of who we are.  So when we’re afraid, and when it’s not going well, our self-efficacy is threatened.

Be kind to your writers.  Nurture them.  Give them useful feedback, and plenty of cheese.

What? I like cheese. It’s energy food. No, I’m not sharing. Om nom nom.

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Daily Dabbling

A2Z-2013-BANNER-900_zps1a85732aTaking you through my edit probably wasn’t the best idea for this year’s A-Z Challenge; I didn’t even get to edit today!

Well I did, actually.  But it was work stuff—not nearly as interesting.   So without actually telling you what the book is about (yet), I’m going to talk about daily work.

So how does a person write and edit a book, anyway?  It’s like that old elephant thing:  how do you eat an elephant?  One bite at a time.

“I hate that stupid saying. Don’t eat me.”

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Angry elephant aside, there’s only one way to finish a book.   And that’s to sit your ass down and do it, one word at a time.  Every day, if you can.

Why write daily?  If you’re planning on doing this for a living (good luck with that one, by the way), it’s like any other job.  Your boss may schedule you for a set number of hours each week.  The same goes for your writing.  If you sit down at a prescribed time each day, before you know it, those words will be out of your head and on the paper.

Because I work at a job, I like to use my lunch hour to write and edit.  I get my file open and ready to go, clock out, and go make my food.  Then I come back and get right to it.  If I do any work at night, it’s the same drill.  Weekends get a more varied schedule.  For example, I might work after I come back from skating on Saturdays (and sometimes Sundays), or wait until afternoon if I have errands.

The point isn’t to get as many hours in as you would at work.  It’s just to pick a time, and write.  Like any habit or routine, the more you do it, the easier it gets.  After a while, you won’t have to make yourself sit down; you’ll just find yourself there.

It's like working out, which I know we all love—don't we?

It’s like working out, which I know we all love—don’t we?

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Now I’m going to spend a couple of hours on my homework, and then I’ll do more editing.  See you tomorrow.  In the meantime, please enjoy this compiliation of Maru, the internet’s cutest kitty, in various sleepytime poses!

 

Culling

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I’m culling bits from my book as I edit.  It’s like picking my knee scab (sorry, I’m trying really hard not to do that!)—painful, but necessary.

Well, the scab thing, not so much.

At the beginning of the edit, only little things come out.  A sentence here, a word there.  Small changes.

In time, new scenes may replace old ones.  I’ve already done that with a pivotal scene, one that sets the the climax into motion.  That one had to be completely rewritten.

Stuff may get moved around.  As that happens, I’ll insert this, and cut that.  Think of it like making a big jigsaw puzzle:  chapters and scenes are the pieces.  Or a game of Tetris.  Only with words.

Someone in chat just said “Ooo, editing a book sounds like fun!”

Ummm'kay.

Ummm’kay.

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Well, I lie; I like it.  If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have taken a job where I edit all day.  However, some days, when I’m very tired like today, even doing Tunerville isn’t a barrel of laughs.

Rose’s Hostage had several protagonists; this book only has one main one.  There are only a couple of other viewpoints, and they either illustrate something, or get you closer to the villain, into whose head I have chosen not to dive this time.

I’m not sure how I like that most of the book is from Chris’s perspective.  I’m sure it will be shorter that way.  Working with the hostage, the bank robber, the detective, and the serial killer (that sounded like a bizarre version of The Breakfast Club, didn’t it?) added so much material to my last book that culling is still going on.

Okay, which one is the serial killer?

Okay, which one is the serial killer?

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Bullet Points

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Yeah, I know; this is yesterday’s post.  Sorry about that.  I’m getting busier at work and lunchtimes have been devoted to editing Tunerville.  Guess I’ll have to save that for evenings and write my A-Z posts at lunchtime instead.

I’ve put several of the things I’ve been doing on it into bullet points.  Because I couldn’t think of anything else that began with B, and I’ve been editing reports all day.  Ha!

  • At lunch, I’ve been working my way through the book, making chapters.
  • I’m still finding unfinished scenes and places where I noted “DO THIS HERE—SEE NOTES” and just left it.  Slowly, I’m finishing those, getting transitions set up and doing some foreshadowing here and there.
  • On this read-through, I’m tweaking bits here and there where Word flags misspellings, grammar issues, and restructuring paragraphs.  I don’t know how to explain how I know where a paragraph break needs to go; I just do.  Perhaps years and years of reading?

I think bullet points are the best way to organize my time.  Each one can stand for an hour or two (or several).  It should go something like this:

  • Get up , drink coffee, play on internet, get dressed, and go to work.
  • Work all night on a drink of RUM!

Come, Mr. Tallyman, tally me bananas!

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Okay, it’s been a long day.

  • Write a blog post at lunch.
  • Go home.
  •  Drag myself through whatever exercise I have to do that day:  Pilates, walking, or the PT for my destroyed shoulders that doesn’t work (time to go back to the doc, I think).
  • Nom nom nom.
"Hey! What about me?"

“Hey! What about me?”

  • Oh, sorry.  Feed Psycho kitty.
  • Do a bunch of homework.
  • Do some book editing.
  • Get in bed.
  • Read until I get really sleepy or it’s time to turn out the light, whichever comes first.

There is serious rebellion going on in my brain over that New Year’s resolution to read more.  I haven’t had time!  Part of me just wants to chuck it all and lock myself in the library with a blanket, a pillow, and a bag of munchies.   There’s a Panera Bread right next to the branch closest to me; that’ll do.

If I say "bagel" three times, will that make a sandwich appear?

If I say “bagel” three times, will that make a sandwich appear?

My summer is school-free; there wasn’t anything on the schedule I needed.   Once this class is over in May, I can do whatever I like until August.  I’d like to get started on the Rose’s Hostage sequel.  And maybe have some actual fun for a change.

Aaack!

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Happy Easter, everyone!

I didn’t get as much done this weekend as I wanted to.  On Wednesday, I took a walk in lovely weather and, coming back, stepped on one of those evil alien seed pods from my sweet gum tree and fell on my left knee.

The doctor said I might have injured my meniscus—a squishy thing in the side of your knee.  If so, it wasn’t very bad; it’s much better now.  I skated on Saturday.  Hey, if they didn’t send me for X-rays, I figured I’d be okay.  So the rest of the holiday weekend was spent dealing with the world’s largest itchy scab and resting it as per orders.  

Instead of grossing you out with a picture, here is one of some lovely sea anemones.

Image:  Nevit Dilman/Wikimedia Commons

This morning, I had to disrupt my routine (!!!) to enroll in fall classes at 7:00 a.m. (when registration opened up).  I have a report to edit at work, and although I finished my homework today, I’m sure there will be more posted any minute now. 

So there’s a lot of “Aaack!” going on right now, as I try to organize my time. 

I started my book editing by merging the entire thing into one document in PageFour, and then exporting it to a Word document.  I do this so I can put it on a flash drive and cart it back and forth to work, instead of dragging my laptop with me. 

The first step is dividing it into chapters.  I could have done that in PageFour but didn’t want to use the laptop any more.  On this pass through the entire book, I will read it through, without really concentrating on too much rewriting or line editing. 

The chapters at this point are fluid.  As rewriting commences, they can move around, or begin or end in different places.  Sometimes I add scenes or take them away, which changes their dynamics. 

Right now, it looks like this.

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It’s best to end a chapter on an unfinished note, impelling the reader forward to see what happens next.  I don’t want to tell you too many of these tricks I’m learning, because I can’t read anymore without being aware of them.  I remember reading that Mel Gibson once said, “I can’t watch movies anymore.  I can see the strings.”  That is actually true.  Once you learn how something works, it’s hard not to think about it analytically. 

So today, I’ll work on this book at lunch, and a bit in the evening too. 

Hopefully, when I’m done, it will look like this.

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Happy April Fool’s day, and happy A-Z! 

Blogging from A-Z Challenge Plan of Attack!

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It’s almost time again for the Blogging from A-Z Challenge, during which I kill myself by attempting to post every day for a month!

A very special thank you to Tossing it Out’s Arlee Bird, founder of the Blogging from A-Z Challenge.  Thanks, Arlee, for coming up with this idea.  Not only do we get to push ourselves, but we often find new and interesting blogs to read and follow along the way.

Once again, I’m blogging to you from beautiful downtown Crapville, Missouri, where I’ll be currently busting my ass at a new job, making myself crazy with schoolwork, and frantically working on the new book!

This year, my posts will be all about Tunerville.  Let’s see if I can involve you in the process without actually telling you what the book is about (someday, just not yet.  Muwahaha!).

I would tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.

I would tell you, but then I’d have to kill you.

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I’ll start with this:

I finished the book during NaNoWriMo.  Then I sat on it for a while.  A long while.

Next, I went back and tweaked a few bits here and there.  And after that, I made notes on some of the things I still needed to research before I could finish the damn thing.

Lucky for me, I have a very flexible work schedule, so if I have to meet with someone or have a phone conference, I can do it.  In the meantime, following the example of several writers I know who are vastly more productive than me, I started researching the sequel to Rose’s Hostage.  You might think it presumptuous of me to start on a sequel when I haven’t even published that yet, but if a later work gets out there, I’d like to have something in the bag.  Besides, I like Detectives Pierce and Rossberger, and I want to torture them play with them some more.

Look for several elements to my A-Z posts this coming month.

  • How I am handling the time crunch.
  • My goals with the book.
  • My process—each thing I work on daily, from a technical standpoint.
  • Things I’m having trouble with.

I want to share what it’s like to edit a book with you.  It’s not a glamorous process.  I hope to have the bulk of the work done by the end of the month—hell, I finished writing it in a month; I can do this.  Cake, baby, cake.

Chocolate Cake

Not a lie.

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If I can finish most of the editing in a month, perhaps I can start querying before the publishing industry has its annoying August shutdown.  Because between Thanksgiving and the end of January, I might as well forget it then too.

Ah, publishing.  Kind of like banking, only more ruthless.

I also want to apologize for not posting more often.  Hopefully A-Z will get me back into the habit.  Truly, last year sucked more than any year ever.

  1. I lost my job.
  2. Egon left me.  Yes, his loss.  No, you’re not the only one who thinks that.
  3. My heart broke.
  4. My car broke.
  5. My fridge broke.
  6. My bedroom AC broke.

Seriously, it was like a bad country song.  But things are slowly looking up, and hopefully they’ll surpass my wildest expectations in the year to come.  Meanwhile, what better way to get going again than with good blogs and awesome commenters?

Thanks go out to the A-Z Challenge hosts for putting everything together:

Arlee Bird at Tossing It Out http://tossingitout.blogspot.com/
Damyanti Biswas at Amlokiblogs http://amloki.blogspot.com/
Alex J. Cavanaugh http://alexjcavanaugh.blogspot.com/
Tina Downey at Life is Good http://kmdlifeisgood.blogspot.com/
DL Hammons at Cruising Altitude 2.0 http://dlcruisingaltitude.blogspot.com/
Jeremy Hawkins at Retro-Zombie http://izombielover.blogspot.com/
Shannon Lawrence at The Warrior Muse http://thewarriormuse.blogspot.com/
Matthew MacNish at The QQQE http://theqqqe.blogspot.com/
Konstanz Silverbow at No Thought 2 Small http://nothoughts2small.blogspot.com/Stephen Tremp at Breakthrough Blogs http://breakthroughblogs.blogspot.com/
Livia Peterson at Leave it to Livia http://leaveittolivia.blogspot.com/
L. Diane Wolfe at Spunk on a Stick’s Tips http://circleoffriendsbooks.blogspot.com/
Nicole at The Madlab Post http://www.madlabpost.com/

A Professional Critique and NewBook News

I did something ballsy this week.

I sent Rose’s Hostage to horror writer Brian Keene, who is doing critiques for money.

Yes, it’s perfectly fine for published authors to do this.  Writing books doesn’t pay very well—just scroll to the bottom and check out the link to his post on what being a full-time writer is REALLY like.   But we write because we have to, not because we can.

Brian’s one guy, and he doesn’t do this all the time, because you know, he has his own work to do.  He offered it last year, and I was unable to partake.  Thanks, unemployment.   This time, it coincided with my first full paycheck from NewJob.  Yay!

I pulled another 1,000 words out of the sucker and chopped up some of the chapters before I sent it.  Many of them were too long.  I’ve been reading more lately, as per my New Year’s resolution.  While I read, I notice stuff, like word choices (I can’t stop editing in my head, or headiting—it’s really kind of annoying), chapter length, and crap like that.

Anyway, if you’re a writer, horror or not, you could do worse than to read Brian’s stuff.  He’s good.  I respect his opinion, and I’m both elated and terrified as I anticipate receiving my undoubtedly heavily red-inked manuscript back.  Dear Baby Jesus, please let him like it.

You’ve been letting me down lately. Get on the ball, kid.

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I met Brian and fellow horror scribe John Hornor Jacobs at VisionCon (see my post “Geek Heaven”), where they introduced me to the Gross-Out contest.   John’s got a terrific zombie book out called This Dark Earth.  If you like The Walking Dead (I do; I’m totally addicted now.  Thank you, Netflix!), you might want to take a look at it.

Okay, shameless plugs aside, hanging out with other writers and getting them to look at your work, even if they charge for their expertise –WHICH THEY SHOULD!!!—is a valuable thing.  Certainly worth more than the Samsung Galaxy S II I was planning on buying instead.

Want want want…aaaaahhhh….prepaid smartphone *drooool*

Want want want…aaaaahhhh….prepaid smartphone *drooool*

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No matter what dear Mr. Keene says about my book, there will be lessons I can carry forward.  I’m doing the first rewrite of my new novel right now (well, not right this second—I’m probably going to watch a few episodes of Red Dwarf tonight.  Yeah, I’m into that now.  Thanks again, Netflix.)  First thing would be to shut off the damn streaming and work.  The inner boss is much harsher than the outer one.

Timewaster!

Timewaster!

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Speaking of it, I promised you a little more information about NewBook, and here it is.  It’s called Tunerville, and it has something to do with the paranormal.  No, there are no vampires.  One of the main characters does something that turns the world upside down.  I hope I can get it up to snuff so you can read it someday.

I’m still not ready to reveal my hook just yet; as I said in an earlier post, a lot of changes could happen, especially in this first rewrite.  I don’t want to get you all excited and then drop you like an old shoe.  That wouldn’t be fair.  By the time the Blogging from A-Z Challenge rolls around, I should be farther along.  So stay tuned.

I will say this:  my first rewrite is reminding me how much I really like this part of writing.  First drafts can be fun if they flow like Rose’s Hostage did, but Tunerville was a real bitch-kitty.  Let’s hope the rest of the process is a bit easier.

And there is some material in there that will, if it gets published, undoubtedly brand me a heretic and a heathen.  Bring it on.  As Robin Williams once said, God has a sense of humor—just look at a platypus.

Okay, I’m going now.  Two hours of skating this morning and two lessons froze my brain as well as my feet.  See you around.

I’ll leave you with a fabulous song from The Hobbit, which I have chosen for my Adult Bronze test program.  Enjoy.

 

Vocabulary – Mind Your Qs

The letter Q!  An O with a tail!

My literary association with this letter comes from renowned children’s author Beverly Cleary‘s character, Ramona Quimby.   In Ramona the Brave, our intrepid heroine enters first grade, and daring to be different, writes her last initial as a little kitty drawing.

If you’ve never read these charming stories, please do.  They realistically depict family life through the eyes of a spunky little girl.  Author of the Henry Huggins series, The Mouse and the Motorcycle and Dear Mr. Henshaw, Cleary is one of the most beloved children’s writers ever.

And who could forget John de Lancie’s omnipotent, immortal character Q on Star Trek: The Next Generation, who annoyed Captain Picard on a regular basis?

This will be a short list, since Q doesn’t go with many other consonants and few vowels in English except U.  Onward!

Qat (kaht) – Catha edulis, a plant native to Africa and the Arabian peninsula that has narcotic leaves.  Qat—also khat or gat—can be chewed or made into tea.  It’s a controlled substance in the U.S., so don’t go looking for it.

Betcha legendary wild food dude Euell Gibbons never tried this.

Image:  Kaupatuka / Wikimedia Commons

Qiviute (kiv-ee-ute) – Inuit.  The wooly undercoat of the musk ox.  Yarn made from this substance is EXPENSIVE.  As I just learned to knit, this is relative to my interests, though not necessarily my pocketbook.

“What? Cold out here? Naaah.”

Image:  U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service / Wikimedia Commons

Quahog (KO-hog) – Native American, Narragansett tribe.  Everyone who watches Family Guy knows this one.  It’s the name of the city the Griffins live in, but it’s also a hard shell clam found around the eastern U.S. shores.

Quaver – to shake or quiver, or to speak in a trembling voice.

Quelch – to squash, squelch.

Buffy and Angel successfully quelched the demon uprising while managing to keep their hair perfect. 

Querulous – complaining, whiny.

The very definition of the word.

The very definition of the word.

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Quinsy – an old word for a swollen, pustular abscess in the throat, a complication of tonsillitis.  It’s thought to be George Washington’s last illness.  Tonsillitis doesn’t sound like much, but in the days when bloodletting was the typical treatment for sickness, any infection could (and typically was) fatal.  Although when you think about it, the bleeding probably did the job all by itself.

“Pass the cough drops, please, Martha.”

Image:  Gilbert Stuart (1755-1828)  / Wikimedia Commons

Quiescent (kwee-ES-uh nt) – the state of being quiet, still, or at rest.

Kinda like this.

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Quid pro quo – Latin.  This for that, an equal exchange.  A legal term, this expression was made famous by Anthony Hopkins as Hannibal Lecter in the film version of Thomas Harris’ excellent book The Silence of the Lambs.

Notice I do not link to the movie; while it was outstanding, I prefer you read the book.  If you’re a writer, you can learn a lot from Harris’ prose.

Quokka – a short-tailed marsupial of extraordinary cuteness, found primarily in southwest Australia.   Click on its name to learn more about it.

I can not has medical research? Yes? Thx.

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Quorum – the minimum number of members of a group necessary to transact business legally.

“How are we supposed to decide this?  We need twelve people for a quorum and we don’t have them,” Velma said.

“Like, there are zombies on the loose—let’s just get out of here and talk about it later!” Shaggy quavered. “Right, Scoob, old pal?”

“Rike reah!” Scooby agreed, while simultaneously nicking several Scooby Snacks from Shaggy’s back pocket. 

That’s all the words for today, kids.  If you can use any of these in conversation today, I want to hear about it in comments!