He loved blaming the “Damn Protestants” for any misfortune, like when the rotary tiller broke down. Mom says his dislike for them was really about their ban on playing cards.
Church for Sale
Wicked Games
You hear the earth calling from under you and the chewing sound as it turns.
Excerpt from a Novel That Doesn’t Exist
"...Relationships with other people are just not my forte, I suppose. I do have a relationship with my job. I love my job. I fix computers..."
At the Inn on Cheat River; Black Stillness of Night; Canon
I know you are on your way to meet me at the Inn on cheat river...
Email on my cat
...since the better weather of summer my cat spends almost all her time, night and day, outdoors.
Single-Horned; Multiplicity of Mammas; Nelson; Big Fat Final Wishes; Pura Vida Purse and 30 Stitches on His Chin
The equestrian creature of our dreams is the national animal of the Celtic country. For more than 600 years. What? Innocence and Purity and Chivalry and Masculinity are called out by the Scots. As all the cultural reasons. For the mythical creature. To crash down onto Scotland’s coat of arms. Single-horned creature of magic. Transformed into a beast of hero-worship for a kilt-wearing, sword-wielding, blood-thirsty Braveheart.