I’d like to introduce you to, in no particular order, Elsa, Colleen, Marlene, Minnie, and Scruffy Muffy, whose real name, I think, is Muffin. Visiting my parents means spending hours on the porch swing with something fluffy and warm on my lap. I love it.
I don’t even know how to start this post. It’s a love story. Once upon a time I was looking at the local shelter’s website, and I found a picture of a black bunny with terrified eyes. The shelter had saddled him with the ridiculously unimaginative moniker “Shadow.” I told my best friend, the Angry Ginger, that I had found … Read More
The first draft is always chicken scratch.
You don’t write with a hamster down your shirt and a box turtle curled up on your feet? Then you are a better person than I. Rush, the turtle, also has a thing for Pierce Brosna’s voice. She’ll always come out of her log if Pierce is on TV. So right now we’re watching Stephen King’s Bag of Bones for … Read More