A. N. Stetzl
Smithing words, creating mess, & making this world odd one blink at a time.
Monthly Archives: September 2014
This weekend was SUPPOSE to be the weekend that we went down to Edmonton but unfortunately it was just not meant to be and our vehicle broke down en route, right outside a town that doesn’t have same day mechanics… Needless to say – we could not go, got stuck in a town, and we will not be debuting cosplays this weekend but let me tell you — There shall still be… Read More
When I think about what I want in life…. that’s almost exactly what always happens. An ellipsis. Ellipsis can be anything. Sure they are generally an omission or have a set of rules to abide by, but they can be anything. They can be a start of something, an intro, a cliff, an end, there really is no limit. It’s endless. They are the penultimate because there is always something after. I… Read More
I would be lying if I said that this hasn’t been on my mind this week; that the thought of losing my cat wasn’t debilitating; that I haven’t spent hours crying over the part of the couch where he slept. It is just hard. If I were to read these words out loud or try to mention them in conversation I would burst into tears, but the internet can belay that for some reason…. Read More
This morning the world has lost a great pair of whiskers. I met Jones almost seven years ago when I walked into the house of my now husband. He was a funny bugger and knew how to suck up like no one else could. He greeted me at the stairs so eager to make sure that I, as the new comer, knew that this was his world and it was my job… Read More
Always wanted to see myself in a .gif – we need a day for them. Now I am not a pro at this… but here are some quick .gif from my 2011 Project for Awesome for Raise-A-Reader -A
Almost one month ago I had it in my brain that I was some how going to post every day before our wedding – I’d love to laugh at that ambitious girl now because that definitely did not happen. The wedding has come and gone, leaving me the official Mrs. A Squared. In an odd sense I thought that I would feel different. I definitely did not expect a sense of “wifey… Read More
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