Wow, this month…is gone, huh? I usually pride myself on setting realistic expectations when it comes to my work. Publishing a couple of pieces, reading a few books, doing the things I love in a month—pretty reasonable. But I’ll be honest—this month has been a shitshow. Not in a bad way—not all the time, at... Continue Reading →
A Dangerous Game
The silk scarf hung heavy over her eyes. Alice drummed her fingers against the stage, fighting the urge to rip the damn thing off and just give up. She’d been waiting for, what, ten minutes now? It felt longer, but how would she know? Even the glow from her Fitbit failed to shine through the... Continue Reading →
Inkwells and Ivy 