I realize that what I’ve written would give too much away, so it’s more appropriate to say let’s go to…
He never promised her a rose garden. No one knew what flower was in her hair. They’re yellow down south…
Double meanings, they can cause problems. “So did you all eat lunch? Your mom hasn’t fed me yet…” Truly, this…
Shakespeare was a pretty racy writer, but no one’s asking me. It’s simply that every time I think of this…
From the start I had to establish the friendship between Connie, Boris, and Cassie, one that would allow the story…