God’s Precious Gift

We went out for dinner with Thirsty Dave, Scurvy Jane and Sugartastic Daddy John. The wine was free-flowing, mainly down the thirsty one’s throat and the food was of the cooked variety. Jill Y was […]

If writers wrote as carelessly as some people talk, then adhasdh asdglaseuyt[bn[ pasdlgkhasdfasdf.

Writers. People who write. Writers who are people. People writers. Every single one of the above has an obligation, not to be careless. The written word is as strong as Jill Y’s impulse to buy […]