Update on the Novel-a

It is slowly piecing itself together across the pages. Editing is slow, yet the process is a joy. I can’t wait to put the final version into ink on paper.

Rainbow Puddles

Fyre burning inside, Sprite flittering around, Filling stomach with butterflies, Vomiting rainbows while trippin’ on shrums, Talking to vines, While flowers whisper to me, Taking garden paths till I’m lost in the trees, Fairies surrounding me, Garden Gnomes herding me, Nymphs’ looking on in ecstasy, Trippin’ on garden stones, Everything’s fooling me with their swirling…