The dust hissed with the first rain drops. Sam watched the darkening earth from beneath the bridge which had been his home for weeks, feeling

Fiction, memoir, and musings, from Minotaur Productions
The dust hissed with the first rain drops. Sam watched the darkening earth from beneath the bridge which had been his home for weeks, feeling
“I feel so safe when I’m with you, Carl. It’s like there’s no better place for me on earth, or even in Heaven!” Sam pointed
Long-time readers here will know that the Parlando Project has been performing a section of T. S. Eliot’s “The Waste Land” each year to celebrate
I received my first comment today on my sweet, innocent JK Rowling, Wrong. I was thrilled, until I read the comment. The poster seemed to
I received my first comment today on my sweet, innocent JK Rowling, Wrong. I was thrilled, until I read the comment. The poster seemed to
JK Rowling’s June 10th essay. She wants to have the intellectual freedom to support Maya Forstater, and says that it’s wrong that the judge upheld