My Literary Travel Bucket List
My Blogging Valentines
“Our survival honors ancestors more than any tradition”
The Great Selkie Post
“It is the tide that pulls the seconds through my blood. It is the tide that threads the minutes through my bones.”
“But once in a rare while they come late to the changing.”
“You’re here to put an end to us, and a Selkie without a skin is no concern of Faerie’s.”
A very 90s ghost story…about the magic of literacy!
