Stories that stay in my head....
As I lay in bed I write stories in my mind: romance, fantasy, rants, stream of consciousness junk. It doesn’t matter what it is, I write constantly; never…
Narrow brush with friendship
I nearly became the writer’s undying friend. If it had not been for their use of the wrong version of “its,” it would have happened. But some things are just…
Poetic Rant
There’s a theory, often stated That rules are made to be broken But then, there’s those folks who never bother. Artistry is not defined by breaking of the…
Voila, Perfection!
Grammar-Man’s face fell as the Mayor continued to grin. “The door’s that way,” said the Mayor, gesturing, “don’t let it hit you in the behind on your way out.”…