My chest hurts even now. I can breathe easier… however, my chest hurts in a tight burny sort of way.
The real reason I haven’t written wasn’t that though, it was personal stuff.
Apologies to those who follow me.
Deep sigh.
It is well with my soul
Covid, the Coronavirus: survival ain’t easy
Published by THEMrsSearcy
I wrote my very first novel in the third grade. I remember that it went the way of most loaned one of a kind books written in a ringed notebook. Many years later I lost yet another one that very same way. I no longer "loan" any of my original manuscripts. I'm presently working to finish each and everything I've started by the summer. There truly isn't any reason why I can't achieve that goal. It's been far too, no comments Cece Buffie... I know Girl. My Ace Boon... well you know LOVE YOU, LADY! I am happily married with children, a dog, and a turtle. View more posts
