Young Adult Fiction Without A Name
I have no idea where I’m going with this. Okay, not true. I have a tiny idea that is starting
I have no idea where I’m going with this. Okay, not true. I have a tiny idea that is starting
The worn leather chair was uncomfortable. I shifted myself away from the coil that was threatening to poke a hole
Yesterday I bemoaned the fact that I was unmotivated and uninspired. Some of my friends quickly came to my rescue
Here’s a little something I was playing with today. It’s the start of a chick-lit/romance story that I’ll eventually get
I have a real-life muse over on Facebook who hits me up with ideas every so often. Well, today he
A little something I was working on today. +++++++++++++ “I’ve grown tired of you.” He spoke with his usual formality
I had a dream a few weeks ago. One where I had built a treehouse during a Zombie Apocalypse. Except,
Back in 2009, I was flying home from California where I was brought in as a guest on the Dr.