Posts Tagged ‘landsquid’

Away til 2018

Squiders, I have lost my voice. This has made my normal wrangling of puppies and small, mobile ones more infuriating than usual.

But, anyway, I’ve got a full household, so I’m going to declare a hiatus here at the blog until Thursday, January 4th. I shall see you then!

Sad landsquid with tea

(Have a sad landsquid who is also drinking Throat Soothing tea, which tastes terrible. Bleeeehhhh. And I don’t even know if it’s helping.)

Happy holidays, squiders, and I shall see you on the flip side.

(Also, if anyone has tips for getting one’s voice back, please share!)


Delayed Due to Cake

So, yesterday was my birthday! And I promise, I meant to post, but, you know. Sugar.

It was a nice birthday, though.

(I turned on the radio in the car, and Jack & Diane by John Mellencamp was on, which was apparently the number 1 song the week I was born. Weeeeiiirrrdd.)

I also drew you a birthday landsquid.

(Plus bonus turtleduck.)

I hope you have a lovely fall weekend, squiders!

A Landsquid-y September

There’s been a distinct lack of landsquid on the blog lately, so here’s a landsquid on a laptop.



I am very pleased to see the end of September here. It’s been a pretty draining month, aside from Iceland at the very beginning. But it’s almost over! Hooray!

Here’s what’s ahead for October:

  • I’m doing a Christmas concert/play thing. It’s called “Christmas on Broadway” and is a collection of Christmas-related songs from Broadway musicals. I botched my audition again so I don’t need to do anything hard.
  • I’m also taking a drawing class! I’m super excited even though it is not cheap. Hopefully it is fun and I learn neat things.
  • I took a writing break for September to re-evaluate my goals and what I want to be working on, which I think has been beneficial. I’m going to go back to my rewrite, but I’m going to intersperse it with other things so I don’t feel like I’m trapped by it. Plus taking a break on it has made me excited to get back to work on it.
  • Here on the blog, we’ll start sticking in some nonfiction posts, topic to be determined.

That’s the general plan. As always, if you’d like more of a certain blog feature (library book reviews, landsquid stories or drawings, nonfiction post, genre musings) let me know!

Also I watched the first episode of the new Star Trek series, and I have Feelings, so maybe we’ll talk about that as well.

See you in October, squiders!

Happy Holidays! (Also, a hiatus and landsquid and a typo)

So, I’ve had a chance to actually look at my schedule over the next two weeks, and it is extremely unlikely that I will be able to post next week. So I guess this is my cue to wish everyone a happy holidays, and I shall see you on the flipside in 2017, when we will do year-end/year-beginning stuff for about a week and then dive back into the publishing/submitting posts (where we will discuss self-publishing short stories to begin with.

So, Jan 3. I shall return.

Til then, I was up late making peppermint bark, so I drew you a peppermint bark-making landsquid.

He’s supposed to be eying the Alpaca suspiciously. Oh well. Things to practice. Squinty eyes.

I was talking to a few friends last night about whether or not I should do a holiday post today or whether I should start the year-end stuff, and the general consensus was to do the holiday post, at which point I noted that I would draw a landsquid for the post.

And my dear friend Di said, “LANDQUID.”

So, in celebration of a hilarious typo, I made you all a landquid. Just for you, Di.

landquid--it's terrifying


Happy holidays, everyone! I’ll see you on the other side!


Squiders, it’s going to be October by the end of the week. On the one hand, October! I love October! On the other hand–where has 2016 gone? I’m not ready for it to be this late in the year! I had so many plans! So much to do!

::runs about, flailing arms wildly::

I think part of my general anxiety is that I have no separation between work and home. I could be at work at any time, and often am. There’s no sense of “work is over and now it is home time” and everything gets mixed together. This is the danger of working at home, my friends.

Also probably freelancing/doing contract work in general.

Anyway, long story short, I’m going to try an experiment for October. It’s somewhat along the idea of the adult coloring book craze. And that is that I’m going to try to incorporate sketching back into my normal routine. It’s something I’ve always done–something I started doing even before I started writing as a child. And I used to do it all the time. I was reminded of that recently as my mother decided to move in with my grandmother, and so I needed to go through all the stuff I’d left at her house.

And a lot of what I’d left were notebooks. Notebooks full of drawings. Sure, there were illustrated stories here and there as well, but for the most past, it was just drawings. People, animals, aliens, clothes. Even through college and when I was working, I still sketched, in the margins of my notes or meeting minutes. But once I started working from home five years ago I stopped, aside from the odd landsquid or specific drawing, usually related to writing somehow (such as designing uniforms or working through other worldbuilding).

And so I’m going to start it back up. Maybe somewhere in my psyche, I need to sketch every now and then, to let my mind calm down and my thoughts flow more naturally. So, for October, I’m going to try to sketch on a regular basis. See how it goes.

To celebrate, I drew you guys another landsquid. That’s two in one week–crazy, I know.


I’m not going to just draw landsquid for the entirety of October, though.


Anyway, wish me luck! Any plans for October yourselves, Squiders?

Fate is in Your Hands (and Thanks!)

First of all, a week or so ago, this blog surpassed a thousand subscribers, so I wanted to say thank you, Squiders! If you’ve been with me for a while, I appreciate you sticking with me through thick and thin. If you’re new, welcome! Please feel free to contact me, either in the comments or through any method on the Contact Me page, and let me know if there’s anything you’d like to see more of or that you’d like me to address.

As a token of my thanks, I’ve drawn you a landsquid.

A thanful landsquid

(Apologies–my scanner’s broken so I had to take a picture.)

Now, on to Choosing Your Fate! Better known as a poll to see which of my nonfic book topics you’d like to see as a series of blog posts.

(Psst, it won’t let me put more than a week as the time limit on the poll, so if you missed it and still want to give your input, the poll on the Kit Campbell Books mirror post is indefinite.)

A Landsquid Thanksgiving

Landsquid called his friend Turtleduck on the phone. “Come over,” he said. “I’ve learned about this great holiday that some people celebrate, where you get together with those you love, eat a shared meal, and go over what you’re thankful for. Food’s at 5. See you then? I’ve got to call the Alpaca still.”

It was a merry group that convened later that day. The Alpaca had knitted sweaters for the lot of them, which, though hideous, everyone still wore with good cheer. The self-folding plesiosaur had brought drinks, and the alligator in the tree entertained them all with stories from his perch on top of the bookcase.

Finally, it was time to eat. Everyone settled down as Landsquid brought in dish after dish: mashed potatoes, stuffing, green bean casserole, and to top it all off…

“…is that a giant duck?” Turtleduck asked.

“Well, no,” Landsquid said. “Actually, it’s…”

“But it’s some kind of bird! You’re trying to serve me bird!” And she burst into tears.

Poor Turtleduck

The others stared at Landsquid, judgment written on their faces. “No!” he said. He placed the plate down on the table and crossed over to Turtleduck, patting the top of her shell awkwardly. “I would never do that–surely you know that, Turtleduck.”

She peered out from between her feathers, caught sight of the plate again, and wailed anew.

“Let me explain, please!” Landsquid waited until Turtleduck quieted. “You see, it’s all part of the tradition. Birds are fantastic, everyone knows it, so to celebrate them as part of the general thanksgiving, a giant effigy is made of them. It’s called a tofukey. It’s made of tofu.”

“Oh.” Turtleduck dried her tears on one wing. “Why doesn’t it have a head, then?”

They all regarded the tofukey solemnly. “I must have used a bad template,” Landsquid said finally. “I’ll find a different one for next year. Now, shall we eat?”

And so they did.