It’s the end of May, and this year, you may have noticed, my weekly post schedule has pretty much fallen to a monthly post, after 2 years of consistent, weekly content. Assessing the Signs My little project percentage bar on …

It’s the end of May, and this year, you may have noticed, my weekly post schedule has pretty much fallen to a monthly post, after 2 years of consistent, weekly content. Assessing the Signs My little project percentage bar on …
“Milk-white clouds pillow in an agate sky. Buds swell tightly against slender branches, and soft, mousy catkin beg to be patter by children on their way to school. Fresh rain breaks over the greening Earth, scattering the petals of cherry …
“Winter fights valiantly to hold the land. The earth and the sky are grey, leaden, and heavy with the cold. But here and there, scattered like jewels in the sodden grass, the first slender tips of daffodils start up toward the growing Sun. Something in us stirs …
I’ve talked about this book before, but The Felled Gods began as an idea in early 2014. In 2018, I gave it to a Beta Reader, who liked it, and highlighted a few places I could improve. I’ve left it …
“Will somebody, let me see the light within the dark trees shadowing. What’s happenin? Looking through the glass find the wrong within the past knowing. We are youth. Cut until it bleeds inside a world without the peace, face it. …
“The air is cold, metallic, sharp to breathe; scarves of woodsmoke drift in the sky over rooftops outlined with twinkling lights, and porch lamps gleam from early in the afternoon until long into the night.” – Michelle Morgan December …