I rent, which means that my ability to choose what kind of furry creature is part of my life are limited.
If I had more ability to choose, I would have a dog. A mid-size mutt somewhere between a lab and a golden retriever. Or what sparked my soul when I went to the local humane society to adopt (always adopt, if you can).
But so few apartments allow you to have a dog, most prefer small animals.
So I've got a rabbit.
Wednesday, May 17, 2017
Monday, May 8, 2017
Why Write?
Notes from the editor's desk: Going to try working back up to a normal schedule and getting at least one post a week up as I work to get things back on track.
There are people who've spent their entire lives knowing that they wanted to write, have a novel or short stories from when they were a teenager stuck in a drawer somewhere. People who go to school for an MFA in literature.
I envy them in a way.
There are people who've spent their entire lives knowing that they wanted to write, have a novel or short stories from when they were a teenager stuck in a drawer somewhere. People who go to school for an MFA in literature.
I envy them in a way.
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