Monday, August 10, 2015. Out of the dark it slaps. My face, the smell. My way to fresh air. My fingers drip condensation,. Ice wet on the glass,. Unseen amber torch held aloft. This poem is thanks to Magpie Tales. Monday, July 20, 2015. Paisley print ties and leather soled shoes. Up and down the marble stairs. Calloused hands on the iron rail.

Retape dans le champ ci-dessous la suite de chiffres et de lettres qui apparaissent dans le cadre ci-contre.

Bee Quiet And Comments . Abonne-toi à mon blog! 945;iивoω 01.

Manuscript skeleton, or, where are the major points in your WIP. The earlier, the better. Like first chapter, even first line. And then we reach the middle. Where there is a midpoint shift. 8212; a what? May 12, 2015.

Sunday, August 2, 2015. You can snag them for your classroom HERE.