Writing Prompt 042

The cold rain that beat against the window at her back somehow seemed to match the mood of the day. Leora curled up on the window seat a little tighter and pulled the afghan up higher. She rocked herself. In the silence, the old manor house seemed to take on its own...Read More

Convo/Friends/Trips

Hello Lovelies! I got to spend some time with my dear friend Julia! And we went to Mackinac Island!!!! First time ever for both of us! And I know what you are thinking, how does a Michigander wait so long to go to Mackinac Island? Tell me about it! What was your...Read More

Writing Prompt 041

They met over a toad. He was a small, gangly little boy, with eyes full of mischief and a determined expression. He walked up to her at the first church picnic of the season, held out his hand on which rested a fat little toad and grinned. “Will you be my friend?” She...Read More