This means I get ANOTHER writing day!
It is dreadful ice: packed thick on the road, heaped on the lawns and trees. And brilliantly cold outside.
I'm drinking pear cider to celebrate.
It's called Paper Shells, and I helped with the university stuff! To quote his husband: It's about domestic abuse, transphobia in t...
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Take care and keep warm!
Pear cider you say? I will look for some here. I was saving some apple cider for just such a day, but it got so strong that it walked away.
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