Art by Claude Serre I can’t believe it’s November. I spent Halloween night drinking mold wine at the pumpkin patch with a few friends. We talked about conspiracy theories, masculine & feminine energy, bumble skunk courtship, flat earth, bunnies, and more. A pleasant way to enjoy the rare time when the veil becomes the thinnest.
That whole hope in writing thing reminded me that one of my writing groups became distressed over the fact that one of my main characters put herself in danger by getting into a stranger’s car. In a weird way, it validated the scenes but man, did it piss me off.
That whole hope in writing thing reminded me that one of my writing groups became distressed over the fact that one of my main characters put herself in danger by getting into a stranger’s car. In a weird way, it validated the scenes but man, did it piss me off.
These newsletters are becoming my favorite thing to look forward to! 💯