Simple and meaningful, this cat resides on my left ankle.
A forlorn looking winged boy, original art from my sibling, was my second tattoo.
Part one of a tour of my tattoos, in celebration of National Tattoo Day later this week.
On the last day of the 2013 Writing Excuses retreat Dan took Rusty Cleaver, which he had found in a […]
Last week I attended ALA Annual – (the larger of the American Library Association’s conferences) for work. While I was […]
So a couple of our friends got married today (Congrats Vince and Stefani) and they had a hanging frame and […]