Well. Nothing according to plan - that's how much or all of my life goes.
Daily writing?
Perhaps I should have said bimonthly writing?! Even so I'd have fallen behind...
And yet, here again. Again. Where I belong.
In "The Prophecy" Taylor Swift sings, "And I look unstable/gathered with a coven 'round a sorceress' table" and....
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