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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Day 3 - Finger Lake Frolic
This is the day where the geographical features sneak up on me. I'm just not used to huge lakes running north to south, tucked in between small mountains. Lots of farmland, and Amish enclaves, but definitely not like home. The trees, the soil, the landscape, it's just so different.
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Wander
Day 1 - A New Adventure
[Intrepid explorer's note: These scribblings of a mad diarist are my impressions. They may or may not depict reality, and you can probably guess which one they tend to lean towards. I wax frothy, wax sarcastic, wax outrageous, wax poetic, wax enthusiastic, and wax neurotic. I hope you enjoy candles, because there will be a lot of waxing in these electronic pages. With that said, read on, if you dare...]
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Wander
Staking My Territory
Dear Diary: My dreams are metastasizing. If it were just Type One and Type Two mashed together, I would sneer. So what if I'm naked? The thing that held such terror for me when I was a teen, now barely registers on my radar. Now it seems to team up with “you have to go back to high school to take that class you missed / dropped, otherwise your entire career is a lie because you don't have your diploma.” Um, have you seen the state of the world recently? Don't threaten me with a good time. Back to high school as an adult? When I can drive myself to school? Who cares if I miss the bus? So what if I'm naked when I miss the bus? You want to stare at boobies that have their own zip code? Each?
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Fiction
Main Character Immunity
Click Combat armor damaged but still doing its job, still have ammo, can move though the knee is giving me some grief, that's the door I have to get through, I know I'll need a passcode, but before that I have to get through a ton of bad guys between here and there. I check my battery pack – yeah, decent power, but I'm going to need a distraction. I turn to my team...
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Futurism
The Sundering of a Fellowship
Why do they always appear when I'm not home? This time when I walked back from market, with a basket laden with fresh vegetables, they were sitting on the bench and around the well. The whole typical crew – paladin, brick, healer, thief, druid, archer, and... something not quite human. Look, I don't judge, I just don't know how to class them any more. Every time I try to keep up on the latest names, the more the younger generation tries to obfuscate it.
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Fiction
