“Do you like it, Mummy?”
Her eyes raise from the box to me. “I love it!”
“It’s what you wanted, right?”
Her manicured hands were vermilion as they clutched at the contents.
“Her heart will look great in the foyer!”
Decades of her words.
Unfolding From the Fog (or What I Think About When I Walk My Dog)
Try. Try again.
"Not all those who wander are lost." - J. R. R. Tolkien
Short stories and general observations about the world of writing.
Crochet inspiration and design from Sweden
A collection of stories & poems
Mind the Glitches