When I Grow Up
One day, I might grow up. (yes I am in my 40's, but that's just a number) As a child, all you wanted was to be a grown up. How stupid were we! When I grow up, I might be a writer. One who flits about to different conventions, speaking to those about my world, and what it's like to be a writer. Right now, I am content to being unknown. (I never want to be a household name, but I really should do a book signing. I'm certain there would be about 10 people who would show up. Stil
Dancing in the Moonlight
For as long as I can remember, I loved being outside with the moon. Nothing felt better than walking along with only the moon, and the odd light, to guide you. Yes I carried a flashlight, but rarely did I use it. My friends and I used to moon-tan. People would ask us all the time what that entailed, and it is quite easy. It's just like suntanning, but with a moon high in the sky. I believe my youth is what started my love for all things nature. I could do so much, hear a lot,