You know that moment when your mouth opens and the words start pouring out and simultaneously your brain is screaming “Shut it! Hurry!” but it’s too late because the material is just so good that you have – in that…
Author, Writer, Book Doula
Author, Writer, Book Doula
The rising sun is still a suggestion, painting a faint glow around the window shutters. The house feels like calm clear water, a faint refrigerator hum, one sparrow singing his personal thoughts on summer flits off to another backyard. Here…
Put four people into one car for a week, and you tell me whether anyone will be snatched bald at some point between miles 800 and 850. The first day is all pedal-to-the-metal so you can get as far away…