She didn’t have any measuring cups so I had to use my hands. I remember growing up here in between these walls of secrets and lies, this little blue house on the corner, the place where I buried my cat and my innocence in the dirt. Her cupboards were a barren country with only the [...]
I’ve been going through a miniature version of writers block. Although I must admit that what’s really happening is much more a version of motivational lack than any true block of inspiration or lack of words to say. I did stay up late last night and conjured up a short short. It’s nothing to write [...]
Things I am obsessed with:
1. Microfiction- I love it. I write it. It’s just another example of why “smallness” is lovely and wonderful.
2. Diving Bell- Not the movie, although it was good. I’m talking about the image, it is beautiful and sea themed like me. Plus, my friend Annie Danger bought me a necklace featuring [...]
