Okay. Maybe it’s a *little bit* personal. Continue reading “It’s Nothing Personal”
Once again it’s time to crown Wicked Word Wednesday Winner. Continue reading “Go Home, You’re Drunk”
I’m extending Wicked Word Wednesday: Bacchanalia through the New Year!
Keep those submissions coming in 🙂
Christmas was on its way. Lovely, glorious, beautiful Christmas – around which the entire kid year revolved. Downtown Hohman was prepared for its yearly bacchanalia of peace on earth and good will to men.- A Christmas Story
Once again it’s time to crown Wicked Word Wednesday Winner. Continue reading “Look Before You Leap”
I want to go south, where there is no autumn, where the cold doesn’t crouch over one like a snow-leopard waiting to pounce. The heart of the North is dead, and the fingers of cold are corpse fingers. – D.H. Lawrence