Maybe I'll just drink and write.
A good year for dreams?
There is SO much to build, love, protect, and share -- and it's a beautiful sunny day.
I've lost thousands of ideas to "I'll remember this and write it later."
Strange, bloody days.
It took fifteen years. This week, I gave back the badge that told people, 'I was once Visitor 55.'
Not everyone -- except Hermione Granger, perhaps -- enjoys a SPAG test.
This is for everyone.
One of these days I'll list all the reads. Until then, a few.
Sometimes, it's nice just to kick back and have fun.
That time of year again
Oof, why do I do this to myself?