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"Licking my wounds, burrowing down
In a house in the woods on the edge of town"
Talking to my soul there.
"Licking my wounds, burrowing down
In a house in the woods on the edge of town"
Talking to my soul there.
Please encourage me. 😂
Please encourage me. 😂
A cosy science-fiction romp with two septuagenarians and a bunch of space-hopping rescue dogs.
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A cosy science-fiction romp with two septuagenarians and a bunch of space-hopping rescue dogs.
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Disclaimer: I might have a little column in the magazine. 😆
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Disclaimer: I might have a little column in the magazine. 😆
www.kickstarter.com/projects/ast...
Once upon a time, I found four-leaf clovers everywhere, but then for years, not a one. I like to think this means magic is returning.
Once upon a time, I found four-leaf clovers everywhere, but then for years, not a one. I like to think this means magic is returning.
I am now counting rejections in ‘rejection sheep’
I even drew my own.
I am now counting rejections in ‘rejection sheep’
I even drew my own.
It could be a good fixer-upper.
It could be a good fixer-upper.
"The chickens, wild with unaccustomed freedom, were now legging it down the lane as hard as they could go, amid peals of hysterical chicken-laughter."
"The chickens, wild with unaccustomed freedom, were now legging it down the lane as hard as they could go, amid peals of hysterical chicken-laughter."