Light shimmers through ocean swells. Long, lethal bodies swish through the reef. The sea envelopes me. “I had to call in big favors for this…”
I started writing this at midnight Saturday(or is that Sunday? I never can remember how that works). Didn’t work much on it yesterday. Work at
This one is a bit I wrote quite some time ago and was inspired by a tweet from Remittance Girl about describing a hooker
I always wanted a reason to use this song in a post…so this works! Have I got some great news to share…and I’ve been wanting
Sometimes you write things just to get them out of your head. Sometimes it’s therapy. Sometimes it’s a way to forget things that just won’t
Remittance Girl issued a challenge last night after making some rather interesting observations. So, intrigued, I decided to see what I could cook up… ~*~