There’s a new troll in town, and she’s not here to bring us another crappy podcast or build an automotive affront to god on 130. I’m not sure what she brings, but she smells really good, and in today’s crazy world, that’s all that really counts, isn’t it?
If you're wondering how much importance I place on epigraphs, consider that Vise Manor didn't even have one. It's not that I'm against them; I just never found anything that resonated with the story. So much effort goes into a book that choosing a generic poem, quote, or music lyric off the shelf...
We play this fun game in our house where one of us gets sick, and we mutate the virus or bacteria or whatever and then pass it along to someone else. Round and round it goes, always changing, always re-infecting. It’s important for a family to have traditions. And,
With the rise of ChatGPT and other pseudo-AIs that scrape the freely available content on the web to sell back to us, some authors have started moving their short stories and scratch writing behind a free paywall, which I guess is just a wall. 🧱 Anyway, I'm one of
As she waited for him to climb the steps to the patio, she wondered how he had found her so quickly. But then a soft breeze coming in off the water carried the question away, and she felt comforted by the idea that he had been waiting for her, probably every day since she had dropped off the grid.