The death of romance

Yesterday I mentioned that there is a part of me that misses writing romance. I told you that today I would tell you why. It has to do with something my mother told me. It was during this one summer when I was about 14 or so. I'd found out about a contest for teen … Continue reading The death of romance

Progress – October 22, 2018

Four hours of yard work on Saturday has left me sore and achy. I didn't even get up Sunday morning to record audio as I usually do. I was hard to get my words in Saturday night, but I did. I should have listened to the little voice that said I should have gotten my … Continue reading Progress – October 22, 2018