I’m almost on time. Getting writing time is … complicated. I have to find something for the children to do that is so interesting they
Fine, fine. We’re all doing fine, here. Nope. Nobody’s losing it. Not even a little. I swear. Okay, in all honesty, we’re actually going pretty
I’m at a bit of a loss for what to call this chapter. It may actually be only the first part. I’m … writing something
Things are gettin’ weird, y’all. Mostly, it’s the very air of normalcy with which my fellow Americans are going about this thing that’s making me
Quarantine Day #1 – Fires rage out of control. The TPocalypse has left countless dead in the streets, their backsides unclean. Your grandmother was right:
It’s a day. It’s already been a day. And a week. A month. A year. I know several folks who are definitely nonplussed by 2020.