Might I request a golf clap?

Seriously, my lovelies, I have been a shitty writer lately and all I feel I deserve is a sarcastic golf clap. I have had nearly two weeks of freedom from the day job, and I have written fuck all. Hell, I haven’t even read anything. I finally have the time to devote to my passion,Continue reading “Might I request a golf clap?”

Escaping reality…

This week, I began reading Dracula by Bram Stoker. For the third time. In truth, it is the only book I have ever read more than once, aside from the Scary Stories or Tales for the Midnight Hour series. Each time I read it, I find a new sense of enjoyment for it. This timeContinue reading “Escaping reality…”