When I have a moment of writer’s block, I like to use a jump-off line to get the words flowing…
The line I used today is one I grabbed from The Amulet of Samarkand by Johnathan Stroud. I randomly opened the novel and chose a number between 1 and 33. The 13th line on the right hand page was just the kick I needed to get started.
I was thinking of the helpless djinn trapped inside the ruined mannequins as I serpentined my way past far-flung bits of flaming fabric, fiberglass body part fragments, splintered display cases, and shattered glass to the winding mahogany staircase. Smoldering debris mixed with Mojave Ghost Eau de Parfum fumes stung my eyes, nearly choking me to death. In my defense, Continue reading
I am thrilled and honored to be part of this year’s 
A white banner boasting black letters in varied sizes stretched from one end of the chalk board to the other.
A gargantuan THANK YOU to 
Apologies to Kathleen Temean for not reposting 
The 31 day countdown began on December 1, 2023. I thought I could do it…write my next blog post before the holidays. After all, twelve years ago I began blogging once a week. A few years later it reduced to bi-weekly and finally a couple of years ago it dwindled down to once a month. Sounds easy enough. Right? Except the clock’s ticking again…
