Salutations! These are the ramblings of an amateur epeolatrist.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
I dread sunny, summer days. They simply aren’t writer friendly! I can’t stand the way sunlight slips through the window and dribbles ultraviolet honey all over my keyboard as I tap away like a hunched monkey. Honestly, how can the ghosts in my brain, however lovely, beat the wealth of a star?