Morning’s Musings

As a ghostwriter, it's a unique prospect to try to pick up another's thread. But, that is what we readers do. Isn't it? A well written story has the reader…

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On Sundays I Write for Me

The tea kettle whistle blows warning me of imminent boiling water. If I’m not quick, it will boil over and extinguish the life of the pilot light on the gas…

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