The holdays are nearly upon us again, like some vast, predatory bird, and I’m not sure if I’m feeling it any more or less than last year. But, I don’t feel *awful,* so that’s…
Old characters don’t die, they just fade away. Then randomly barge into your stream of consciousness when you’re trying to get other work done. AEON was a ‘novel’ I wrote in a 3-subject notebook in…
She wants me to stop shortening her name like that, especially for the sake of suspect puns.