The Zombie Cake #photochallenge

ZombieCakeThis week’s WordPress photo challenge was to post a picture that’s a failure – and this one was dead easy for me. Behold: The Zombie Cake.

I made this for my daughter’s 22nd birthday. We had just replaced our old electric mixer, and the lowest speed on the new one turned out to be faster than the medium speed on the old one. The result: seriously overbeaten cake batter, and a cake that disintegrated into loose bits of chocolate dust when I tried to take it out of the pan. I warmed up the frosting to use it as a kind of glue to hold the whole thing together, but, as you can see – no luck. By the time I was putting on the final touches I was laughing so hard I almost couldn’t hold the camera to take this photo.

Yes, I stuck a candle on this monstrosity and served it on my daughter’s birthday. We all laughed about it, and we still talk about the Zombie Cake with fond amazement. From this experience, I take away two lessons: I stink at making cakes, and I have a terrific family with a generous sense of humor.

Owls’ Eyes #photochallenge

OwlsThis week’s WordPress photo challenge is all about eyes, so when I saw these adorable fellows last weekend I had to snap a picture and post them for your enjoyment. With owls, it’s all about the eyes, isn’t it? I can’t look at them without smiling.

I don’t have any pithy words of wisdom or writing-related advice to add here. Just enjoy these charming antidotes to the grim news from around the world these days.

Just Hanging On #IWSG

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Time again for the Insecure Writer’s Support Group, that monthly opportunity to reach out to other writers and feel just a little less alone. Our awesome co-hosts this month are Sandra Hoover, Mark Koopmans, Doreen McGettigan, Megan Morgan, and Melodie Campbell Thank you!

Last month I reported feeling rather more optimistic than insecure, since a reading of my opening (my first public reading!) had gone pretty well. This month, I’m back on the insecure side. Why? Because since last month I’ve done . . . nothing. Continue reading