Flash Fiction July, 10 Last time I knew her, she had a penchant for stating the obvious. She was the sort of person who would chatter to fill silence, not to say something of meaning. When I think back on it now, most of what she said was dead weight, a desperate effort to not… Continue reading Unsubtlety

My Imaginary Life as a Wanderer

One of my main daydreams is that I'm a wanderer. For the sake of the imaginings, I'm fabulously wealthy and money is no object. Also, I don't have to work official jobs. And yes, in these imaginings I'm traveling all the time. Maybe not all the time, but I once read a novel where two… Continue reading My Imaginary Life as a Wanderer