Tracy Lucas
@tracylucas.bsky.social
No, will go look it up!
January 26, 2025 at 3:54 AM
No, will go look it up!
Starting with the light stuff, I see! 😂
January 26, 2025 at 3:54 AM
Starting with the light stuff, I see! 😂
Same! Made many deep personal, professional, and publishing connections on the Old Place. It hurt to hit that button to delete it this week. Onwards and upwards!
January 26, 2025 at 3:53 AM
Same! Made many deep personal, professional, and publishing connections on the Old Place. It hurt to hit that button to delete it this week. Onwards and upwards!
Oh, wow, thank you! ❤️
January 24, 2025 at 1:09 AM
Oh, wow, thank you! ❤️
Great collection -- thank you!🙏
January 23, 2025 at 5:31 AM
Great collection -- thank you!🙏
Very cool, thank you! ❤️
January 23, 2025 at 5:29 AM
Very cool, thank you! ❤️
Oh, babe. Big same. And we know so many of the same people. This is tough. 💔
January 22, 2025 at 3:41 AM
Oh, babe. Big same. And we know so many of the same people. This is tough. 💔
I forgot that one! Noting to self to find a copy again.
January 20, 2025 at 8:41 PM
I forgot that one! Noting to self to find a copy again.
That's a lot for a seven/eight year old. Very formative, I'm sure.
January 20, 2025 at 8:41 PM
That's a lot for a seven/eight year old. Very formative, I'm sure.
I don't know much about that one, will check it out! It's amazing what art can do to us. 💔
January 20, 2025 at 8:40 PM
I don't know much about that one, will check it out! It's amazing what art can do to us. 💔
Oh, this one wrecked me ❤️
January 20, 2025 at 8:38 PM
Oh, this one wrecked me ❤️
Heartbreaking, indeed. High school?
January 20, 2025 at 8:02 AM
Heartbreaking, indeed. High school?
I'll go first: Where the Red Fern Grows by Wilson Rawls
Read it in school when I was 10, shortly after my childhood dog died.
Sobbed all through English class each of those days as it was read aloud. Later wrote the final chapter out longhand into a spiral notebook at home; sobbed a lot again.
Read it in school when I was 10, shortly after my childhood dog died.
Sobbed all through English class each of those days as it was read aloud. Later wrote the final chapter out longhand into a spiral notebook at home; sobbed a lot again.
January 20, 2025 at 7:41 AM
I'll go first: Where the Red Fern Grows by Wilson Rawls
Read it in school when I was 10, shortly after my childhood dog died.
Sobbed all through English class each of those days as it was read aloud. Later wrote the final chapter out longhand into a spiral notebook at home; sobbed a lot again.
Read it in school when I was 10, shortly after my childhood dog died.
Sobbed all through English class each of those days as it was read aloud. Later wrote the final chapter out longhand into a spiral notebook at home; sobbed a lot again.