There will always be an animal – Fiction for Trifecta
Joseph touched his shaved chin and looked at himself in the mirror. Tonight he was better than ever before, his smile was innocent but had a lure that touched his […]
Joseph touched his shaved chin and looked at himself in the mirror. Tonight he was better than ever before, his smile was innocent but had a lure that touched his […]
in late autumn farmer binds his hope to wheat bundles when field mouses have dinner in the sheaf farmer hunger — September 23, 2013
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis