A writer’s mind never shuts down.
It barely even pauses.
It follows the moth right into the flame with wild curiosity and escapes slightly singed on the other side but with a great new story to tell. 290 more words
Sorry I’ve been incommunicado…
*author’s note: Dude, I spelled that right on my first try! No shit.*
…but the winds of change have been flowing through the House of Bethie, and I’ve been scrambling to set everything back in its place. 1,758 more words
Look at her work; wonder at her brilliance; contact her for your next cover.