I didn’t sleep very well last night, maybe fifteen minute stretches here and there. I was too twitchy to sleep, constantly aware that at any moment the phone beside the bed could ring and startle me awake, my heart beating frantically out of my chest. The phone does that to me. It was an unusual […]Read More: Peaceful puttering
Technical writer by day; yarn, polymer clay, and fabric aficionado by night. If it sits still long enough and looks pretty, I will photograph it. I’m married to a sci-fi editor, and am mother to two highly-entertaining teenage boys.
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