Reviews, fiction, and a grab bag of thoughts. Oranges meant vitamin C, and vitamin C meant a swifter recovery. Illness was a funny thing. There was definitely something amiss when her glands swelled and each swallow seemed to drag sharp claws along her throat and when her nose clogged with yellow mucus. But the battle that was mental or could be.

Food, farming, and happiness being realized. Who is this Jenny Perennial? March 22, 2013. I realized it was time to take my shoes off and crawl into bed. What our eyes wish they could hear and what our ears only dream to see are the spaces between here and our future selves.

For the past several months, being a gamer has been rather a fraught experience. Get Off Your Ass And Do The Thing.

The house is on fire! Which 5 things do I save? Desperation engulfed me when I first saw this Daily Post challenge. 8220;How awful, our whole lives gone! They are mostly on the back-up hard-drive, we never get around to printing them. The memories will always stay with me.

Intensity varies, but many can set their centennial celebrations by thorned tempers. If one cared to watch time that closely. He had hare, roasted with wild greens, and ate it with his hands. She cut her eyes at him and he smiled at their withering. He does take much looking after. How long will he be keeping the fields clear of quarry? She laughed, a sound l.

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I mess with the tagline all the time, yet no one seems to notice. About the Author, the Blog, and Everything Else. More Than I Can Chew. My Super Awesome Time Travel Novella. If you were to compare me to any Rugrats characters,.

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The darkness spread from the palace like a living thing, and even the most careless of the fae paused to take note and hide. As the shadows darkened around her the Arch Duchess of the Grey Grove, Grand Marquess of the Hinterlands, High Countess of the Dusk Forest, the Sister of the Dark King pursed her lips. Already nervous servants cringed, quickly hanging their heads and wringing twig-like fingers.

The exploration of worlds, the heartbeat of a new frontier. The One Where I Get A Book Deal. One night, October 2013, I wrote four words. I wrote a lot more words after those ones. Soon, I had an exceptionally rough draft of a book.