‘Twas a stormy night in North Texas with country dwellers fast asleep, and one lonesome writer… The Fellowship of the Ring The bonds of humanity have me flummoxed. I’m almost a completely analytical person, but I was raised in a home where magic was possible, dreams were attainable, and you could do anything you set... Continue Reading →
On Writing Blocks and Universal Blocks
The real and short of it is that no one, and I mean no one, on this earth is completely and consistently at peak performance one hundred percent of the time. However, this facet of life leaves an unsavory taste in my mouth. For those of us whose lives are made less mundane by creation,... Continue Reading →
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