Happy Endings Plumbing (+Writer Unboxed Redirect)
The other night when I called the ToolMaster for dinner, he emerged from the basement in a flushed and agitated state. If he were female, I’d be tempted to say he was aflutter. Take a peek at the photo below and Read More …
Up the Writing Creek with a Dissolving Paddle
Will you all hate me if I have nothing original to say today? My butt’s getting kicked by a scene that’s got a start and an ending, but a middle that’s completely uncrossable. (In this metaphor, the scene is a Read More …
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