What I Gave the Muse for Valentine's Day
Maybe you thought my Muse was the sort who wants chocolate and flowers. Not so much. He can have all the chocolate he wants any day of the year, and […]
Maybe you thought my Muse was the sort who wants chocolate and flowers. Not so much. He can have all the chocolate he wants any day of the year, and […]
I love maps. Whether nestled inside the cover of a fantasy tome, or tucked into the glove compart- ment of my car, a paper map still gives me a better […]
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Hopping on board the blog again, and look! It’s like riding a bicycle … just gotta get the rust out of my fingers. Not that I’ve been neglecting my writing, […]
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