Blasts From The Past

“It’s like watching a fireplace,” said Tom tonight, pointing at Lila who was prancing around the center of the room, surrounded by writers. They had just arrived, from as far…

FAWM #6: Hammurabi

Day 36: Pretend MFA

There seems to have been some confusion about the last post I wrote. We did not, for instance, get another dog, nor did we (would we) name her Dolly Parton,…