The Fairy Dust of Friends

One day you wake up and the air is a little cooler, the clouds are a little heavier and your world seems a little bit more magical. I was witness to a somewhat… Continue reading →

The Perfect Storm

There have been several triggers in the past 2 months prompting me to return to writing. I feel rusty and in dire need of practice but the calling was too strong. Hemingway had… Continue reading →