Meredith Harmon
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Mix equal parts anthropologist, biologist, geologist, and artisan, stir and heat in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, sprinkle with a heaping pile of odd life experiences. Half-baked.
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A Cooperative Project
Unfortunately, I get Ideas. Once, someone called me a living muse. I truly, honestly, fervently pray that I am not. I know just how weird it gets in my head, and some of my “ideas” are funny, hysterical – and very, very Wrong. The kind that make you laugh out loud, cackle… and then the implications of what you’d attempt sink in. And you stare at each other, shock creeping across your face, and say, “Noooooo. And we will never talk about this again.”
By Meredith Harmonabout a year ago in Motivation
Coyote and the Council. Top Story - January 2025.
Coyote had called yet another council meeting. I was getting rather disturbed by it all. One can only do so much about the natural order and the food chain. And even Coyote was annoyed by all the meetings; a millennium of punishment for being too much of an incarnation of chaos, and not enough of a clever problem solver, that may or may not disturb the rules set by Father Sun and Mother Moon, was taking its toll. Yes, this is why there are so many names for deities. One word just doesn't sum them up; they're too complicated for that. Their names become some sort of hollow place holder. It's complicated. Coyote once tried explaining it to me, and we ended up debating the nature of what constitutes an egg for six days.
By Meredith Harmonabout a year ago in Fiction
Dealing With the Christmas Grumps
I woke up with that infernal Christmas song in my head. No, not that one. Not that one either. One that I really don't like, because even from the beginning of my grasp of the English language, I felt that it was cultural appropriation. Or whitewashing. Of course, those terms didn't exist some fifty mumble years ago, but when you grow up in a bilingual family with four archeologists in it, you absorb some ideas early.
By Meredith Harmonabout a year ago in Beat
The Ephemera of Experience
I got to see Lämning again three weeks ago! I know Ren faire season is over in this part of the country, but the local one decided to open up for three weekends to do a Yuletide faire. The last weekend just wrapped up, and it was cold. Luckily they were inside, and there were heaters chugging away.
By Meredith Harmonabout a year ago in Beat
The Dangers of Trucking
Man, I don’t know what to tell ya. Look, I’ve been a long-distance trucker all my life. I got the bug from Dad, and he told me about all the things that could go wrong on the road. I spent more time under the hood of his old rig than riding on my own bike, and could likely build the thing again if you give me the parts.
By Meredith Harmonabout a year ago in Horror
