On Fridays I sit in the infusion room and get my chemo cocktail. You'd think, stuck in a cushy chair attached to tubes that I could use that time to write something interesting. I sit here for about four hours. Surely I could do something useful. Most of the time though my mind wanders and …
Month: August 2013
“There’s only one kind of woman…or man, for that matter. You either believe in yourself or you don’t.”
What story changed your life? Maybe that's too dramatic? Well, what story shaped or moved your opinions one way another? My parents didn't tell me often how or what to think. "It's up to you," they said. How did my mother vote? I don't know. She wouldn't tell me. "You have to decide for yourself," …
Working on site
I'm finally getting my site the way I want. I've added a few short stories, and I plan to add a few more things here and there over the next few days. Thanks as always for coming by!
