Letting Life Lead
Nikki stared dumbstruck at the forty-somethings laughing, munching, and oozing on furniture. “Honey!” Her mother gave her a sloppy kiss, “You missed the best chocolate cake ever!”
A melted birthday candle and crumbs were all that remained of Nikki’s special powder mix.
Liz's home for all things writing related.
I have no idea why I picked this blog name, but there's no turning back now
"Our subject isn't cool, but [s]he fakes it anyway."- The Offspring
Musings through the journey of writing my first novel
It is what it is and it too shall pass.
Unfolding From the Fog (or What I Think About When I Walk My Dog)
When life hands you lemons, go find some gin and tonic.
"Smile with your teeth." -my Mother