Chaucer, being dead, still speaketh. Continue reading “Balade of the Litel Boxes” →
Balade of the Litel Boxes
Chaucer, being dead, still speaketh. Continue reading “Balade of the Litel Boxes”
rantings & ramblings
Chaucer, being dead, still speaketh. Continue reading “Balade of the Litel Boxes”
No one is actually dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away
How long has it been since I last stood here?
Five years? Six years? Surely not more.
Not long enough for anything to change. Continue reading “Homecoming”
I usually don’t promote book releases. This is an exception. Continue reading “No Snakes in Iceland”
No bones about it, this Wicked Word Wednesday could be quite revealing! Continue reading “Wicked Word Wednesday: Bare”
Like Schrödinger’s cat, I was both here and not here. Did you notice? Continue reading “Did You Notice?”