Welcome to the deranged and cluttered mind of a storyteller. Listen to me rant about plots spinning out of control and characters who refuse to cooperate. Watch me grapple with myth and legend until they have turned me into their plaything. Hear me rave about the wonders I have met in the pages of a book as I try to grasp the words that made them and then . . . . tell me a story. I am listening.
Thursday, April 17, 2014
Here are some pictures from the eclipse we had Monday night.
It was thrilling to watch the moon slowly disappear.
Almost like seeing half a month go by in one night.
I wonder what happens to werewolves on the night of an eclipse.