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… ~*~
This is far from my normal fare, so I’m curious as to how well I managed it. Feedback is definitely appreciated. As to where it
This story started out as a poem with the line “I found a dirty soul today”…The more I worked the less it worked as a
Happy Friday, everyone :) Fridays aren’t the same for me as most, but I’ll celebrate it with ya. So TGI-Fucking-F! (what? I can say that!
I’ve been missing the spontaneous creativity Twitter can spawn. So tonight I asked for a prompt for a 100 word flash fic. I’ll be damned