Word-doodle of the day The Blade sat on the chest of the yellow steamjacket and wrestled his six-inch stiletto between the visor and into the…
writing simple since 1970
writing simple since 1970
Word-doodle of the day The Blade sat on the chest of the yellow steamjacket and wrestled his six-inch stiletto between the visor and into the…
Word-doodle of the day If I could be someone else for 24 hours, who would I choose and why? What would I do? I don’t…
Word-doodle of the day The grey in my beard is honestly earned. The streaks of grey in my brown hair are the product of living…
Word-doodle of the day I am reading Writing Down the Bones for the umpteenth time and it still fascinates me. Natalie writes about her experiences…
Word-doodle of the day Somewhere, sometime, somehow, a writer has to write. I have been having a lot of difficulty with that these past months.…
Word-doodle of the day I should have a professional certification in cleaning-up pee. The boy has ensured that my abilities are continually tested. He is…