Author Archives: Drema Drudge

Now Listening to: Brill Building Pop Essentials: The Boy from New York City Dear Reader, This is going to be a mash-up of yesterday and today. Today, Thursday, Word Raccoon and I went out to water the flowers and came face to face with a raccoon! A literal, honest-to-goodness raccoon. “WR, did you invite aContinue reading “Mulled Poetry”

Dear Reader,  One of Word Raccoon’s favorite poems has been published by Hare’s Paw Literary Journal. You can read “Stephen King at Midnight” here. (And if Mr. King ever reads it, I hope he will see it’s written with affection.) This poem was on our list to find a good home for this year. MissionContinue reading “A Glimpse of Light”

Dear Reader, Word Raccoon has learned that she is getting her horseless carriage back today! She is thrilled! This heat has grounded her, and while she has access to a vehicle in the afternoon, she prefers to go to the gym in the morning, especially on overheated mornings like this! However, she has managed toContinue reading “The Skateboarders”

Dear Reader, Word Raccoon doesn’t know what to do with a “normal” day after so many not. We’re listening to the Book Review podcast. They’re (finally) discussing Yesteryear. I have a few thoughts to add since I wrote about it last. I’d love a comedic version of the premise. Send a tradwife back to theContinue reading “Unseriously Serious”

Dear Reader, I am debating with my writing minion this morning.  Word Raccoon, there is no time, there is no time today to wander the hallways of our mind, I mean writing, of years past, not just now. Not today.  Yes, I know you want to parse that poem of yours that you forgot wasContinue reading “Word Raccoon’s Greedy Paws Want Every. Word.”

Dear Reader, Tonight Word Raccoon and I had dinner with extended family. There, Zack’s girlfriend asked if I’d like to go to a poetry slam sometime – Yes and When, WR said.  But WR also said she’d only go if she is allowed to read a poem – she knows just the one that’s beggingContinue reading “Lady WR SANGS”

Dear Reader, Yesterday’s blog post got me really curious about my short stories from days of yore, so I started hunting. An email inbox I’ve had for a very long time now yielded four from its depths. I perused Dropbox and found another one or two and so many drafts of my various novels. WordContinue reading “Deep Diving the Weird”

Dear Reader, Yesterday Word Raccoon and I thought there was a dead robin in a bush. It turned out it was very much alive and annoyed at being disturbed. We wish all life situations could be like that, false reports of death. Anyway. WR and I were reading Mike Rucker’s excellent newsletter, (we did someContinue reading “See If There’s Anything Alive in It”

Dear Reader, Sometimes what you need is an Uncrustables maker.  When you’ve had a bad dream, your day is stacked, you feel entirely overwhelmed and grief keeps buzzing at you like mosquitos and you say you’d prefer poems, thank you very much. When you realize Virtual Residency began on Saturday and well, you didn’t addContinue reading “All You Need is a Homemade “Uncrustable””

Dear Reader, I am living between doses of Tylenol right now.  Let me back up, because that’s not the toughest thing. We lost Barry’s spunky stepmother, Mary, and her funeral is later this week. She battled with MS for years, and we are all grateful she’s no longer in pain, but it’s a loss. IContinue reading “Tylenol and Decluttering Videos”