I’m tired. Seriously tired. Like, what are those things on the ends of my, whaddaya call ‘em? Limbs? Legs? No, those are arms. Fingers. That’s
Once upon a time, long, long ago, I packed my bags and went traipsing down I-35 to Baylor University. I was a bright-eyed freshman, looking
Anyone who has been a long time follower of the blog knows that we don’t believe that there is any one “right” way to write.
(I’m filling in for Kate, who is under the weather this morning.) Most of you who are regular readers of MGC know that I live