Socks – A Sob Story.

Socks don’t have eyes, everyone knows that, but I could still see. My elastic wrinkled back and the blue paisley pattern my owner was so proud of faded to a sickly vomit green. The smell was overpowering! Every time the hamper was opened I prayed that someone would see me, but all that happened was … Continue reading Socks – A Sob Story.

Get Out Of Your Head!

One of the biggest challenges to me as a writer is my tendency to live most of my life buried deep in my own mind. This can lead to my prose being, what my editor calls ‘heady.’ I wonder if you feel the same? The people in my mind are vivid, emotional, real, in a … Continue reading Get Out Of Your Head!