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Quick Update Before Christmas.
Last time I posted on the 14th, I said that I was going to bring you a mystery story. Well, unfortunately the scope of that story has turned out to be too large, and it won't be done by the 28th (that week will be exceedingly busy for me and I don't think I'll have … Continue reading Quick Update Before Christmas.
Fido, oh fido, I love how you play- chasing after balls and frolicking in the hay. Your eyes are so sparkling, your tail wagging away. I'd pray that you'd stay with me, Stay, fido, stay! That way I'd never miss your tail wagging away.
I Hope I Can Write in Heaven
I hope I can write in Heaven, penning words among the stars. I could review my works with the angels, and read my humble words to God. I want to write in Heaven, it'd make me happy, so... Whenever I get to Heaven, God, please have a pen and paper … Continue reading I Hope I Can Write in Heaven
Cottonballs can't compare, to the grey trousers which Fluffy wears. She walks about with graceful feet, never quite missing a beat. She loves to snuggle in her human's arms, or tucked in the hay, safe and warm. But the thing that she loves most, is the kitchen indoors, where the humans make beef … Continue reading On Fluff
Warm and cozy on my head as I lay myself in bed. As the flakes fall from the sky, I put on my warm hat just above my eye. And as I hold my mug, so steamy and hot, I wear my favorite hat on my head, warming my hands … Continue reading On Hats
Apologies for “The Chest of Wonders
Hello, all, just wanted to pop in to say something. I said some things that were morally questionable - to the Christian faith I prescribe to - in the story "The Chest of Wonders". I was young and silly when I wrote it, and I want to own up to this mistake. I've taken the … Continue reading Apologies for “The Chest of Wonders
The People who Sit at my Keyboard
First, I am a thinker. The words are like half-born children, Kind of existing but not quite. The ghosts of things that could be- Images swirling and forming and reforming again like smoke-clouds until the first words are finalized; solid like a kiln-fired statuette. And then I sit and I... write. Then, I am a … Continue reading The People who Sit at my Keyboard
The Roaming Mole
It was a fine afternoon. More precisely, it was a fine 6 o'clock p.m., and in light of recent events, Solomon Salamander had invited Tottles Toad to have tea with him that afternoon. They were both far from comfortable being alone for too long, in light of recent events, and Solomon thought that he would … Continue reading The Roaming Mole
This is officially about a month to three weeks late of the actual anniversary, but better late than never, I suppose! So I just wanted to pop in and thank all of my readers and art-viewers for stopping by and looking at my work. I hope you enjoy your stay! I love all of you … Continue reading Two-year anniversary!