Author Archives: Drema Drudge

Dear Reader, While Word Raccoon does not mind sharing most things, she does not like sharing her chariot and is glad to have it back in her possession. She just reminded me that we have all the things to do to get ready for August! (If I’m not much mistaken, I also saw her tuckContinue reading “Clearing the Calendar, Except For…”

I’m exhausted today but I’d like to say a few words in remembrance of Glen Hansard.  I surprised myself by bursting into tears when I learned of his passing, though why should I have been so surprised when he affected my own work? If you’ve never seen the film Once, you’re missing one of theContinue reading “Glen Hansard, Remembered”

Dear Reader, My son and his girlfriend have invited us to dinner this weekend because they have “some cool news” to share. Word Raccoon and I are exchanging glances because we thought we picked up on a few things the last time we had dinner together. We were not so forward as to say anything,Continue reading “Matching Bath Towels, Or Something More?”

Dear Reader, Word Raccoon and I are preparing for All Novel All August, our month-long pledge to finish a rough draft of Novel Number Three. Which means we’re racing around trying to finish projects and obligations now so August belongs, as much as possible, to the book. Are we still intrigued by the ghost ofContinue reading “All Novel All August”

Dear Reader, The day started with Word Raccoon burning a whole package of bacon. We were baking a stubborn tray of it, and I had already set three different timers hoping it would cook already. When the last timer went off, WR was talking (per usual) and assumed I had turned the oven off afterContinue reading “Burnt Bacon and Other Delights”

Dear Reader, This uptown writing gorl took advantage of a free Saturday evening by heading downtown to one of our local cafés, which just so happens to stay open a little later than most places around here. For once, I left the laptop at home. Instead, I brought a notebook that had just arrived inContinue reading “Uptown Writing Gorl”

Dear Reader, I will do one final tweak tomorrow and move the furniture back into the room and then let us be done with the ceiling tile chronicles. I have become thoroughly bored writing about them! Naturally, Word Raccoon wants to write about other things, too. Such as how this gorgeous, cooler weather is soContinue reading “Word Raccoon Swoons Over A Gentleman in Moscow”

Dear Reader, Will someone have a talking-to with my Word Raccoon? She seems to think that now that the dining room ceiling is this close to being finished, we need a new, colorful project. I beg her pardon. Remember how I mentioned the kitchen ceiling? I agree with her that if we do something withContinue reading “Painter Butt & Other Writing”

Dear Reader, It did not start out an auspicious morning. Nothing dramatic, nothing tragic, anyway, but Word Raccoon had already informed me yesterday that there was NO WAY, with the shape our hands were in after multiple days of cutting ceiling tile, that we were cutting any more today. So I gathered my café thingsContinue reading “It’s Not August Yet the Table Keeled Over”

Dear Reader, The neighbors are painting their house purple! This is not a drill! Word Raccoon is so excited! While she’d like a purple house (maybe), the next best thing, or perhaps even better, is getting to gaze at one while she writes. Tile update, damnable tiles: six more finished today. Only eight more toContinue reading “Purple House and Early Morning Poems”