Dragons Do Not Live in Trees. Afternoon Tea at the Fairmont Empress, just the two of us. Maybe you recognize the name from some long ago tweet or mention somewhere in cyberverse, but I am in fact still alive. I like them and will be polishing them up as soon as I can to send to market. I miss the submissions game. All these things and more.

The chance to write the Great American Novel - without the sentences in between. Monday, August 10, 2009. My Metamorphosis by Gregor Samsa.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010. Moved to a New Home. Just a little bit farther. In trying to get all my blogging projects under one roof and therefore keep them all in better shape, future posts will be made at Grayestone Lodge. Sorry for the extra click required. Cheers and thanks for stopping by! Links to this post. Sunday, October 3, 2010.

The broken body of a yellow bird. I found it outside my house. Marcus Haugen has been described as pretty laid back. The fact that generosity annoyed her only made it worse. But, there were monsters to feed and that was the long and the short of it. Daragh Beirne makes little creatures do stuff.

Stories in 140 characters or less. Then she and her zombie mate exchanged smiles and began eating his latest kill. She said she had a surprise. Then I heard it mewing from the inside the box. Dropped cake spoils her party dress.

Posted by coffee-offline under coffee. To do, or not to do, is that a question? Posted by coffee-offline under coffee. Today I received a day-changing message, an email from Laurel, with a link to my favourite colour. 8211; Use my yellow fountain pen more. 8211; Take more photos. 8211; Open the garden door.

Another shout from the blog wilderness. Choosing another series over this one is the reading equivalent of .