“Excuse me Archmage, I don’t mean to interrupt, but can you help me?” I looked down from where I hovered. There was a hapless-looking little…
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“Excuse me Archmage, I don’t mean to interrupt, but can you help me?” I looked down from where I hovered. There was a hapless-looking little…
Leave a CommentMrs. Loviatar sat on a bench outside the school, smiling and turning her face towards the sun. A cold chill broke her peace and the…
Leave a CommentOne of my first successes as a writer was in high school. I wrote what one psychologist described as “a very convincing suicide”. It was…
Leave a CommentOne of my favorite people, Lucinda Rose, has a birthday coming up and the one thing she asked of the world at large was this:…
Leave a CommentOne thing that should have tipped me off to the fact I have ADHD was that there are really only two times in my head:…
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