A life is comprised of stories- some big, some small, but all important. I just happen to make some of the stories up. and the people in the stories. and the worlds in which the stories are set. Then I write the stories down. Mad Ramblings of the Red-Headed One. Tuesday, July 1, 2014. The Quiet Grace of a Forced Reprieve. Where I sit and write. or at least thing about writing. The novelization of The Collector is progressing. I hate to speculate on an estimated draft date, because every time I do that L.

Life is short, and so is our fiction. One morning I wake up to find my living room replaced by an ocean. I stand in the doorway, look over the gray, clamoring waves. They stretch as far as the eye can see. The Amoeba Who Wanted to be Alone by Stephen McFadden. The Rascally Rabbit by Kim Magowan.

Reading, writing, critiquing, and editing books are what keep me up into the night, wake me before the sun rises, and make me forgetful of everything else. Who is this Wench? Contact The Reading Wench.

An Intersect of Authors and Artists. We hope you enjoy your time here. There are over 350 features in our archives. AUTHORS - We need poetry and fiction. Lesson in Wood by Oonah V. Watching My Boys Drink From The Backyard Hose by Lindsey Bellosa. School Spirit by Leonard Kress. Confessional Poem by Jeanie Tomasko.

The main plot centers around individuals falling in love and struggling to make the relationship.

Death, New Life, Mental Illness, and Owning What Happened to You. We would be cautious with our hearts, and with who we told. Before I even conceived, and shortl.

I love the way she writes. The heroine, Elise, is a very sexual character. Some of the things she enjoys I would never think about doing.