The first 4 lines
I have the first 4 lines of a new book. An ominous feeling surrounds me, like being in a pitch black room…and something softly growls. Evil is about to enact its plans,… Continue reading
Daily Archive: February 21, 2021
Senseless Sunday Sarcasm : Oh-pine.
Every year they attack. The pine pollen mini-monsters. Those tiny little things carried by the wind… ….infiltrating my nostrils… ….traveling down the tracheal toilet, and then… ….lodging into my larynx. When the Florida… Continue reading