Tonight’s Evening Fete is Canceled


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With another birthday just a few days away, it’s time for the annual airing of my cranky old lady persona.

I’ve broken out the cat-themed jigsaw puzzles and thanks to the Smithsonian blog, I am ready to beat on kid’s music today with the authority of a cranky old lady 1.3 times my age. It’s not just my opinion that music today is worse than when I was in my prime, missy, it’s science.

Now get off my lawn. The sod can’t take it.

And no, I won’t help you climb that tree. If you can’t get up there on your own, you don’t belong there at all.

Kids these days.

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About Shala Howell

Writer of things ranging from optical network switching white papers to genetic testing patient education materials to historical fiction set in an 1880s asylum. When I’m not scratching my head over pesky characters who refuse to do things how I want them done or dreaming of my next book (which will of course be much easier to write than the current one), my writerly self can be found blogging about life with a very curious Ten-Year-Old at, or musing about books and the writing life at
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