More characters?

I'm not going to lie, I've been supremely caught up in writing and school and haven't been making characters. But I love them. These little collaged people are everything to me. They're creative, thoughtful, provoking, and beautiful. Do I miss them as much as you do?

Coming: An excerpt from Porridge: A Memoir

Trinkets dance as the days roll along. The leaves fall to the ground, Damp and deteriorated Waiting for the winter. The girls ask what vixen I will become But all I think of is the vixen I've been as the third year approaches. It's like Christmas and less like Halloween. New gifts opened and the... Continue Reading →

Grab a Bowl

I HAVE INTERNET. I have since Monday, but I'm making a post tonight. I think next week I'll start from the beginning; Before my dad died, high school, friends and all. This originally began as an exercise for me, simply to get feedback on the writing, but I've received such amazing responses that I think... Continue Reading →

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