Posted by Barely Knit Together on Jul 6, 2009 in
Writing
This semi-hiatus has not afforded me much more time than I had before taking it. One thing that has improved is the state of my home, but I can’t be too specific on that just yet.
I have learned a few things, and here they are, in no particular order:
1. There’s a reason writers say, “Write [...]
Tags: antisocial personality disorder, attention seeking behavior, GPS, imaginary friends, lost without coffee, New Jersey, write every day
Posted by Barely Knit Together on Jun 21, 2009 in
Writing
Ha! Don’t I wish!
No, folks, I don’t mean my waist line. That would be great, but I’m actually talking about the blog itself.
See, I have a problem. I spend way too much time writing and commenting around WordPress, and not nearly enough time on other things. Like say, sleeping. Writing things that might make money [...]
Tags: adoring fans, is my ego showing?, is my pathological fear of abandonment showing?, nutjob, vacation, Writing
Posted by Barely Knit Together on Jun 8, 2009 in
Writing
Now that I’ve lured you in, you should know there’s no money involved. Do you hear that, teenage daughter?
But a new reader and a blog I just started following, Eric Richardville at Soupalaxy, has given me The Cherry Pie Award.
I hope this is not a joke at my expense, wherein I get a pie in [...]
Tags: blog award, Cherry Pie Award, soupalaxy
Posted by Barely Knit Together on Jun 4, 2009 in
People Are Idiots,
Writing
Stardate June 4, 2009. Day 3 in captivity.
Wait a minute. Is it day three, really? Those hours in the trunk of the Pacer really threw me.
My treatement at the hands of this dastardly duo has been moderately taxing. They tried to feed me a Big Mac, which everyone knows is the most disgusting creation ever [...]
Tags: Fundamental Jelly, gilbert's skink, inadequate food, kidnapping, matching socks, Sick Days, Stockholm syndrome
I’ve been doing this blog thing for a while now. Believe it or not, I existed before I was “discovered” by Ram Ventkaartakarawhatever. But since his comment, I find myself deluged by well-meaning but crazed visitors.
So in the interest of holding their (and your) interest – I bring you a resurrected post from the early [...]
Tags: crazy woman, lazy ass post, recycling
Posted by Barely Knit Together on May 15, 2009 in
A Bit on the Dark Side,
Writing
It’s hot and my feet are old. It used to be that I had time to make myself into a girl, but now it’s all I can do to make myself get up. All I want right now is to put down this laundry and this sad life and put on lip gloss that smells [...]
Tags: musings, naked boobs, youth
Posted by Barely Knit Together on May 13, 2009 in
A Bit on the Dark Side,
Mental Stability,
Writing
I’m busy chopping up pieces of paper and trying to assemble something like a coherent story, or a set of notecards, or at least some coasters from it, and in the mean time, I am SUCKING like a suckling pig sucks on an apple, or maybe more like a sucking chest wound.
Between teaching myself HTML [...]
Tags: boobs, hack, lumberjacks, running away, self-esteem, Writing
Posted by Barely Knit Together on May 7, 2009 in
Writing
I was supposed to take time off, but I give up – I can’t stop myself. I have to tell you something.
I want to tell you what summer tastes like here, what its sounds are and how it wraps itself around you in a heady fabric of humidity and flowery fog.
I wasn’t outside tonight for [...]
Tags: dreams, humid, moonshine, summer, tree frogs, virginia
Posted by Barely Knit Together on May 7, 2009 in
Writing
Look, folks. I’m taking a few days off. I have work to do and a husband gone with the “army” (like I really believe that old scheme!) for the weekend. Plus it’s Mothers Day for pete’s sake (should that be capitalized?). So I’m going to make like a mother and piss [...]
Tags: meaningless blather, pulp fiction, round robin hopes
Posted by Barely Knit Together on May 4, 2009 in
People Are Idiots,
Writing
Ok, I admit it. The title has nothing at all to do with this post. In fact, it has little meaning beyond being a play on the title of a song. The reference will be understood by only a few privileged folk, and I hope the version of the song that first comes to mind [...]
Tags: perverts, weird search terms, Writing