Bunnies, Bulls, and Bathtubs
I called her while driving home after a long day of work. Normally, I do not like talking on the phone while commuting home even though she is my exception…
Tag: work
The Fact of Fiction
How cozy do writers, much less anyone who dabbles in photography, music, or art, have it in today’s world as compared to one thousand years ago? One hundred years ago?…
Shifting Sands
The past week had ups and downs, and I’m trying to think on where I need to begin this post as we all leave our footprints behind for the incoming…
Southern disComfort
If you live in the United States and think that child slave labor only exists in other black market countries, you obviously have not visited the South in summer times…
The Aged and the Ageless
I don’t know what to write. Seriously, I don’t. When a writer cannot think of anything to write or relate to the reader, one would think that a fiery comet…
