Welcome back to another monthly posting for the Insecure Writer’s Support Group. This fantastic group supports the collective neuroses of writers from around the world. Please join me in thanking this month’s co-hosts: Murees Dupe, Alexia Chamberlynn, Chemist Ken, and Heather Gardner! Without these fine folks, and our individual stock piles of chocolate and coffee, we would be curled up in balls of twittering nerves and drool. No one wants that.
If you haven’t already clicked on the picture and taken the magical virtual ride to see what IWSG has to offer, take advantage now. It’s a wild and worthwhile ride.
On to my topic for the month: freedom. It’s June! I’m free! I’ll explain in a second, but first a celebratory round of fireworks.
Ah, that’s better. Okay, I’ll explain. I’m a teacher. It’s summer. Anyone who has ever waited for the ticking clock to signal the end of the school year should totally understand. But for those of you who’ve lived in a cave all your life, I’ll add this: I’m off for two and a half months! No further explanation should be necessary.
I made it through another year of angst-filled middle school science. No insecurity could dampen that, so I’ll end this month’s post with a gigantic exhale and a giggle.
I’m free. 🙂
On to the news.
This first story deserves a facepalm, an eye roll and a search of how many ways we spend money supporting stupid. Seriously?
I know this contains a high yuck factor, but it’s actually a very good solution to our population growth. And, to be honest, once the bugs are cooked, they taste good. I actually had cricket stir fry at a science conference once, and it was good. Like any other stir fry.
I don’t know how thrilled I’d actually be to swallow one of these buggers, but the idea is super cool. A robot that can repair you and then disintegrate without a trace is mind blowing.
That’ll do it for my first full week of freedom. I hope you enjoy summer as much as I do. Back in seven.