Two headed dogs – for Friday Fictioneers.
They claimed the altar contained the keys to talk to higher powers, they claimed supremacy and scribbled symbols on parchment. They demanded constant sacrifices for meager harvests in return. But […]
They claimed the altar contained the keys to talk to higher powers, they claimed supremacy and scribbled symbols on parchment. They demanded constant sacrifices for meager harvests in return. But […]
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