Standing room only, Yet you wear your huge backpack. Let's give it a yank.
Is your nose running? You'd better go catch it, then Sob into tissue.
This is the first 500 words of a fantasy novella. The second 500 words will come tomorrow. And so on and so on, until it's finished. The title is tentative. Everything is tentative. I might go back and revise this entire thing at any time and you can't stop me. Magic requires wisdom, fortitude of … Continue reading The Grand Design Part I
Year to sort out life, But my course has been plotted: "Be Wonder Woman."
Pity the roommate! Heroic though her efforts, Her cold passed to me.
Sleeping on the couch New mattress still in transit Shipping here is hell