Yesterday, I wrote practically all day, taking time out only for a trip to the dentist. But, that was okay because I had inhaled laughing gas and was feeling fine. Here’s an excerpt of yesterday’s efforts from my work-in-progress, Murder By Moonlight: A line of low, purple clouds lay along the horizon in the direction […]
Oct 21, 2018
With Fear and Trembling
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This is from a couple of years back. I’m not sure why I dread going to see a dentist. Maybe it’s all the mysterious, sharp-pointed tools that conjure up thoughts of medieval torture chambers. Maybe it’s a fear of the unknown. Maybe it’s a fear of the known. But, one thing is certain–I’m always […]
