On Kit-Kat Bars
Acetaminophen is a girl's best friend.
No, seriously, Tylenol is my number one on Myspace. (Tom is number two.)
Kidding. I'm a full-on facebooker now, but I don't need to go into that. Today I finished writing Song for Simon so that I could eat part of my Giant Kit-Kat Bar (1/6 of it remains) and also had a very Old Person moment. No, not a moment where my hip starts acting up or when I forget where I put my car keys--driving: not quite yet--but a moment where I told my sister to, "Give me a break, give me a break, break me offa piece of that kit-kat bar."
And she said, "Why?"
"Don't you know that song?"
"What song?"
Silence.
She's nine; when I was her age, all the kids I knew were singing that song and breaking off yummy chocolate wafers on the bus. Plus there was a hand-game that went with it. I asked my parents and they remembered the jingle. That's of very little consolation, if any.
Recommendations! Two small publishers I heard of today, one through Dead Robot's Society podcast and the other through Kaleb Nation/Twilight Guy (a Google search shall reveal their fame): Arctic Wolf Publishing and Shadow Mountain Publishing. They're small. I have yet to check them out mucho indepthly, but I'm getting there.
Also! Stormbenders! My favorite Avatar: the Last Airbender fanfic, I do believe. I put it down for a couple of months but got back into it incredibly easily, finishing two chapters easily, plus about a hundred fifty-two hundred pages of A Great and Terrible Beauty by Libba-Bray. Two of my favorite authors, to be certain. Them, and Aspen in the Sunlight. I wonder how she's doing?
Give me a break. Give me a break. Break me offa piece of that--
Oh, forget it.
No, seriously, Tylenol is my number one on Myspace. (Tom is number two.)
Kidding. I'm a full-on facebooker now, but I don't need to go into that. Today I finished writing Song for Simon so that I could eat part of my Giant Kit-Kat Bar (1/6 of it remains) and also had a very Old Person moment. No, not a moment where my hip starts acting up or when I forget where I put my car keys--driving: not quite yet--but a moment where I told my sister to, "Give me a break, give me a break, break me offa piece of that kit-kat bar."
And she said, "Why?"
"Don't you know that song?"
"What song?"
Silence.
She's nine; when I was her age, all the kids I knew were singing that song and breaking off yummy chocolate wafers on the bus. Plus there was a hand-game that went with it. I asked my parents and they remembered the jingle. That's of very little consolation, if any.
Recommendations! Two small publishers I heard of today, one through Dead Robot's Society podcast and the other through Kaleb Nation/Twilight Guy (a Google search shall reveal their fame): Arctic Wolf Publishing and Shadow Mountain Publishing. They're small. I have yet to check them out mucho indepthly, but I'm getting there.
Also! Stormbenders! My favorite Avatar: the Last Airbender fanfic, I do believe. I put it down for a couple of months but got back into it incredibly easily, finishing two chapters easily, plus about a hundred fifty-two hundred pages of A Great and Terrible Beauty by Libba-Bray. Two of my favorite authors, to be certain. Them, and Aspen in the Sunlight. I wonder how she's doing?
Give me a break. Give me a break. Break me offa piece of that--
Oh, forget it.
