My husband’s a drummer and all I’ve got
To show for it is this stinkin’ band poster.
To show for it is this stinkin’ band poster.
Do not question the Dirty Spoon. It controls ALL. Deep within the filth covering this slotted spoon lies a treasure so grand, a reward so fulfilling, that none can resist.
A wedding and inspiration for a horror story. How do these two things go hand in hand? Also, a glimpse into the mind of a horror writer at a wedding. Beware, it’s kind of cold in there.
Generally, I am not the kind of writer who reads those “1001 Ways to Write a Best-seller” or “Tips to Sell your Stories” kinds of books. I much prefer good […]
Generally, I have no problem with Monday. Be it because I don’t work (aside from being a full-time mother of two and wife, writer, maid, trash collector, chef, etc.) or […]