Sometimes I feel like I’m being watched.
Maybe I am.
Just for the record, my raccoons are not allowed in the house.
My friend Susan sent this to me. Too funny, though he needs to walk-- not run-- on that slippery patio! I wouldn’t mind a dip in that pool today, though.
What’s it all about?
Life. Love. Writing. Editing. Sex. Books. Romance. Movies. Friendship. Photography. Teaching. Coffee. (Lots of coffee.) Travel. Feminism. Academia. Insomnia. Memories. Experiences. Rants. Raves. Reviews. Chocolate. Mmm… chocolate. Musings of an insomniac writer. Want to know more?
