So I’ve got that itch again. The writing itch. I know I just finished a manuscript, about a month ago and that I should continue to work on it, but already my mind’s a playground of ideas! To me, this... Continue reading →

When I was a kid, my mom left me at one of her friend’s house after school, a lovely British lady who lived in the apartment building opposite mine. Her daughter was a year younger than me, and we became... Continue reading →