What Can I Say, Except, "You're Welcome"?
Mar. 20th, 2026 01:00 pmI’ll be honest, minions: after all these years, I may still be slightly obsessed with Moana? The constant singing, the aggressive YOU'RE WELCOME-ing, the unrequited mooning over a cross-eyed rooster.
Yeah.
SLIGHTLY.
So check this out:
Brandy ordered this Moana cake for her 9-year old, and I think we can all agree it was a wise move. Not only because MOANA, but because it's a printed edible image. That means no guesswork! No drawing! No instructions to fowl up! (HEY HEY ROOSTER SHOUT-OUT)
And yet, as it turns out,
Every turn we take
Every trail we track
Every ordered cake
Every road leads back
to a place we know:
Specifically, the place where a baker insists this is exactly what you ordered and you should totally pay for it.
My thoughts exactly.
Thanks to Brandy L. for providing all the wreckage that's fit to print.
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P.S. See the line where the sky meets the sea? IT'S THIS CUTE WHALE DISH:
D'awww. It calls me.
::singing:: And no one knooo-ows, how far it bloooo-ows.
Eh?
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Four New Superhero RPGs to Watch Out For
Mar. 20th, 2026 10:22 am
If you love dice-rolling and superheroes, you're in for a treat...
Four New Superhero RPGs to Watch Out For
Some slightly terrifying and exciting news that I thought was a practical joke at first.
Mar. 19th, 2026 09:49 pmUnusual Names - Now With More Porn!
Mar. 19th, 2026 01:00 pmYou know what’s better than unusual names? NOTHING!
And here are some of the names on my list:
Gus:
Ellen & Philip:
Georgia:
Try not to call your friend Georgia "Gorgia" from now on. JUST TRY.
Dallas:
Way to OWN that line spacing, baker.
Sophie & Reilly:
Oh, the irony. It's a two-fer!
???
Is this a real name? Please let this be a real name. If only so I can imagine someone saying, "Well, I should head over to the preschool to pick up my Porn."
Or, "Would you ask the babysitter to watch Porn for me?"
Or, "Hey, Mom, I posted pictures of Porn on your Facebook page!"
Or, "Thanks to Porn, I haven't slept in a week and my house is full of stinky diapers."
[gigglesnort] Yep, it's official: someone needs to at least name their dog/cat Porn, STAT.
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Um, so I had more cakes to post, but I seem to have completely derailed myself with the Porn thing.
(Bet all you cubicle workers know what I mean, EH? Heyoooo!)
So here, let's just go out with a bang:
(Or did we do that already?? [Ok, Ok, I'll stop.])
I guess the lawyers insisted.
(And I can't even tell you what they renamed Piglet.)
Thanks to Andi V., Amadie H., Bryar, Jennifer A., Mark B., Rich G., Holly S., & Rachel F. for helping make today's post especially classy. (POOP AND PORN 4EVA!!!)
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P.S. Here's a (hilarious) reminder that English is almost as confusing as these cakes:
P Is for Pterodactyl: The Worst Alphabet Book Ever
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What We Are Seeking by Cameron Reed
Mar. 19th, 2026 09:05 am
John Maraintha wanted to rebuild his life. Instead, he was marooned on a backwater world in the middle of a first contact crisis.
What We Are Seeking by Cameron Reed
Someday We'll Find It... And Press Charges
Mar. 18th, 2026 01:00 pmFirst there was the Rainbow Erection:
Then there was the Rainbow Ejection:
And now, presumably a good 30 minutes later, our nation's bakeries give us this:
The Marshmallow-Topped Drippy Rainbow Wang... Confection
(AND IT STILL RHYMES!)
Thanks to Myra D., Aimie T., & Diana W. for making us wonder just how long bakers can keep this up.
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The Proposal by Myung-Hoon Bae
Mar. 18th, 2026 08:51 am
Nobody is sure who the enemy is, where they come from, or what their goals are. Still, they are the enemy and it’s up to the United Earth Surface and the Allied Orbital Forces Command to show the enemy what’s what.
The Proposal by Myung-Hoon Bae
Journey of a Novel, Part Two
Mar. 17th, 2026 02:19 pmWhen I start building a world and the plot of a book, things don’t always go quickly. In some cases I can visualize a whole world and start writing right away. But those instances tend to be rare, simply because these days what I’m working on are often notions that I’ve been thinking about and poking at for a couple of decades or so.
That’s the case for Vortex Worlds. I’ve approached it from several angles and been thinking about it for a very long time. The notion of a time/multiverse refuge in a quasi-Western, nineteenth-kinda century setting has been niggling at me ever since the early twenty-teens, when we were driving through the southern Willamette Valley. I got a flash of native elders confronting a white settler using a forbidden mechanical sickle bar mower—and turning into wicker/wooden forms in that field when the settler refused to comply.
Only then I wasn’t thinking about the time-travel multiverse elements. Those crawled slowly into my story notions as I worked on what eventually became the novella Bearing Witness. And even then, the concept really hasn’t gained flesh until recently.
What happened between now and then?
A lot of research. I also had a notion for an alternate history version of Pacific Northwest settlement by white Europeans that was loosely based on a proposal by Dr. John McLoughlin toward the end of his tenure as the Chief Factor for Fort Vancouver. McLoughlin approached the first US settlers with an idea of establishing an “Oregon Country,” independent from both the US and Great Britain.
Well, we know how that turned out.
However, I kept throwing magic and unicorns and other stuff into the mix, and gave up on it after a few short stories in that world. I…still might do something with it, unconnected to Vortex Worlds, but that makes it maybe next up on the list (we’ll see if Vision of Alliance’s sluggish sales perk up, that might be enough for me to turn to Book Two of that trilogy).
Anyway. Back to Vortex Worlds. One of the theories teasing at my brain has been this “what if Alice Clarissa Whitman had not drowned at age two?” notion. She was the daughter of early missionaries Marcus and Narcissa Whitman, born early in their time at Waíilatpu near what later became the city of Walla Walla. Her parents withdrew significantly from their mission after her death, and turned instead to helping US settlers instead of missionizing the local peoples for Christianity. It’s a possible turning point in history because Alice Clarissa was friendly with the Cayuse peoples; loved as the first white child born in their land. She spoke their language as well as English. Would she have suffered the same fate as her parents? Would she have died of measles? Or would she have ended up like a couple of orphaned girls who were adopted by the Whitmans, then orphaned a second time by their deaths, doomed to bouncing between so-called “adoptive” parents who basically treated them like indentured servants, up until they married?
Not that Alice Clarissa became a part of this world until recently. Before then, when I was drafting Bearing Witness, I was thinking more about a different path, where horrific nasty supernatural stuff tied to a multiverse and a battle for the control of the multiverse made the leadup to the US Civil War even bloodier and more awful. I visualized a group of escapees from the mid-nineteenth century bouncing from universe to universe, trying to escape the Soulers who not only killed the body but devoured the soul. Of course, not all of them were in political accord, which led to the opening that provided the foundation for the story of Bearing Witness, which I ended up serializing on Kindle Vella, then releasing as a novella a few years ago.
Even then, though, I buried seeds of a bigger world in Witness. Jesse Pruitt and his wife Tianawis—and Tianawis is head of the Kalosin Council of Women, the native people who control and protect the Kalosin refuge. Jesse is a Wild Colonist, a magician with the ability to manipulate the portals that transport people through the multiverse. Wild Colonists operate separately from the other two sources of magic—Federal Magicians and Preacher Magicians. Wild Colonists are independent wild cards—along with the Kalosin people.
Buried even deeper in Witness is the story of Jesse’s mother Abigail Caine Pruitt, who operates a null site within Kalosin. I don’t delve further into that part of the world in Witness, but I knew that Abigail’s story was significant.
Well, now it’s time for that piece. However, at the same time, I also had Alice Clarissa. I wrote a short story where a clone is substituted for her two-year-old drowned self, and she is raised by aliens and trained to be a Time Corps interpreter. Oh, I sent the story out to a couple of markets, but…it wasn’t that well-received, probably in part because I was still struggling with what this would turn Alice Clarissa into.
I’ve figured that piece out, and am revising that short story into something that’s much better than the original piece. This appears to be one of those books where the worldbuilding foundation ends up resting on assorted short stories, so writing these stories is part of that overall revision. Not sure yet whether these backstory short pieces will become a part of the book or if I’ll end up putting them out as related short stories as teasers/reader magnets.
Interestingly, instead of what I’ve done for worldbuilding in the past, I’m exploring this world through related short stories/outtakes. It’s something I started doing with the Martinieres and—well, for me it’s a sign that the world is starting to come to life. It’s a much slower process than sitting down with an easel and scribbling out notes to myself but—life is chaotic at the moment, so this slower process seems to fit what I’m doing.
Kalosin is a fascinating world, and I have oh-so-much to learn about it yet. Especially given its solitary status in the multiverse of Vortex Worlds. I’m nowhere near ready to start writing a chapter synopsis yet, but…it will happen. Eventually. After over thirty-two books to my credit, I’ve learned to trust the process. Sometimes it comes fast, other times it comes slow.
But the story eventually arrives. And I’m fascinated by this journey.
Right now I’m promoting a bundle on Itch that features several of my women characters with agency. If you haven’t read my work before, it’s a good introduction to several of my series. $18.90 for ten books, or 50% off of individual books. Check it out!
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I'm Irish, But Don't You Dare Kiss Me
Mar. 17th, 2026 01:00 pmIt's nice to see bakeries really getting into the St. Patrick's Day spirit this week:
By which I mean they've clearly been drinking.
This is one week I'd actually kind of love to work in these bakeries. I wouldn't be drinking, though; I'd just be egging on all the drunk bakers.
I'd be all, "Hey, guys, you know what we need? JEWISH LEPRECHAUNS."
And they'd be all, "OMG JEN YOU ARE SO SMART AND PRETTY BUT MOSTLY SMART."
Sha-POW!
Then I'd hold relay races where all the drunk bakers have to ice a cake with their elbows and pipe on the side swags with their teeth:
Ker-PLOOIE!
Next I'd get them all to do that thing where someone stands behind you and and you pretend their arms are your arms and play icing Pictionary:
Bam! Zap! Ni!
And finally, I'd just be overly enthusiastic about everything they made, no matter HOW terrible, kind of like your favorite aunt acted when you were four:
[shrieking] THIS IS THE BEST SHAMROCK CAKE I HAVE EVER SEEN. Who wants more beer?
[gasp] Did you use the airbrush? WAY TO GO, YOU! And did you cut out that paper pot of gold yourself? You DID?! Well, now, who's a big boy? WHO IS IT?!
I have never wanted to kiss a red UFO more.
Yep, I'm telling you, guys, that would be a HOOT.
Now, y'all have fun today, and be safe, and remember:
Easter wrecks are next.
Thanks to Tamara H., Dan B., Lindsay B., Timothy E., Dara M., Courtney L., Jessica D., & Amanda M., for the sobering selections. ;)
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Launch Pad Astronomy Workshop
Mar. 16th, 2026 09:23 pmBundle of Holding: Trail of Cthulhu MEGA
Mar. 16th, 2026 01:58 pm
A monstrously large horde of rulebooks, supplements, and sourcebooks for Trail of Cthulhu, the tabletop roleplaying game of eldritch Cthulhu Mythos investigations using the GUMSHOE System from Pelgrane Press.
Bundle of Holding: Trail of Cthulhu MEGA
Cloverfield Scares
Mar. 16th, 2026 01:00 pmTomorrow's the day, everyone!
Yep, the day when bakers try - and mostly fail - to remember what a shamrock looks like.
Here, I'll give you a hint:
NOT THIS.
OR THIS.
They're also not lumpy Xs:
Broccoli stalks:
Wonky crosses:
Or cacti!
Got all that?
Ok... GO.
See, now you're just screwing with me.
Tell you what, bakers, just go back to making leprechauns.
I mean pots of gold.
I mean rainbows.
OH NEVER MIND.
Thanks to Sheree K., Jerod J., Marisa F., Vanessa L., Paula P., Adrienne L., Julie S., Liz, Michael L., & Cara D. for proving there IS such a thing as too much green beer.
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