Lily is dreading this conversation with Jack. She's about to shake up their peaceful life of two years together, and doesn't know how he'll take it. For better or worse, she's about to find out.
Lacey had been humiliated. Her “best friend,” stole her crush, and the fight that erupted as a result left her friendless. Will she learn a hard lesson or does fate have other plans for her?
I spent three weeks deeply ill. I almost died a dozen times. I visited far off worlds. And I became new and interesting beings. What's next? Cuddle with the kids.
I'm a big fan of photography. A beautiful shot, in my mind, needs to be shared. Here are several by a great photographer.
Max convinces his little brother, Jim, to investigate the "Haunted Graveyard" at night. Neither really believes in ghosts, but in a dark cemetery at night, your mind can play tricks on you.
I reference our "Personal Map of the World" often enough in conversation, I'll probably do it a lot in articles too. This is my way of creating an easy reference point to turn to. I hope it's clear.
I found this question impossible to answer. So, naturally, I jumped on a soapbox and went on a jolly jaunt! How often do I lie? I guess the simple answer is; "every day." And I'm glad I do. Here's my long winded why.
I've been saying "Huzzah" a lot lately. I randomly post it on FaceBook. I just shout it out at home. Alone, around other people, just any time I feel like expressing appreciation or to sarcastically express something was irritating. Huzzah started as a way to amuse myself. Then it almost became a...
There are many surface reasons. No two situations are exactly the same. If you keep asking why, you may find new answers. The primary factor for all of our poor decisions is fear.
I haven't played D&D in a long time. I rather miss it. In many ways it was always a good source of inspiration for my writing. I haven't played since just after the release of fourth edition and they are getting ready for the next release. A friend of mine was talking about doing beta testing....
Running from a monster with the heat of it's breath on my back. I push hard to get away, but then...
An example of how we blind ourselves. This is dedicated to those suffering from abuse. It's not the same. It never is.