The Literary Phoenix

Funny, the damage a silly little book can do. Especially in the hands of a silly little girl.

I love NaNoWriMo. I love the deadline, and the knowledge of winning.  I always win, you see.  But I simply can’t do it anymore.  Ah, NaNo.  We had five glorious years together and produced eight delightful “books”. But yet, that’s the problem. “Books” not books.  Because what I write for NaNoWriMo comes from the sputtering of “two …

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Nobody likes stale cupcakes. My favorite time to eat baked goods is right out of the oven.  In fact, it takes a bit of willpower for me to keep myself from trying to frost it as soon as I pop them out of the oven (and sometimes I do anyway).  Nothing tastes quite the same …

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