She seeks no fame, no money, but when we’re out of chicken……. this. Brainstorming, apparently.
My ghost writer at work.
Life is a story. Type it.
Life is a story. Type it.
She seeks no fame, no money, but when we’re out of chicken……. this. Brainstorming, apparently.
I throw words together for stories, poems, and other things. When alone, I think. and abide. The Many-Minded Monster Morosely Minds his Meat. View more posts
Onyx typer