April 22 by Susan Cowger 1 Comment It’s the way of stories, she said, trouble angles in slowly like night falling, urgency needles between the shoulders, the hero’s unaware… *
Craig and Bethany says April 25, 2011 at 4:00 pm Ah, the conflict. Great stories and great love always orbit great conflict. Oh, to learn to weave with that needle. Reply
Ah, the conflict. Great stories and great love always orbit great conflict. Oh, to learn to weave with that needle.