Here is a little piece I wrote at a workshop last weekend. I thought more about writing than love when I jotted it down, but upon re-reading, I think it fits both. ~*~ If anyone has the recipe for this, it is hand-written and stained with coffee, milk, flour, chocolate, grease. The words are smudged … Continue reading Friday the 13th: The Luck of Love, For Which There is No Recipe
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I've added the next few sections of Amy June's new adventure. One of the scary things she has to face this time around? The memory of watching her Grandpa cook: Watching Grandpa Marq cook felt a bit like watching an accident about to happen. He tossed wrappers, forks, lids, everywhere and anywhere. He piled dish … Continue reading If the team is ready…