I'm leaving the old intro here, but adding this- it appears the doves have taken over my blog for their fiction. Just as well, I was doing a piss poor job of updating. They're doing much better.

This blog is infrequently updated, full of incorrect spellings, misused words, and general bad grammar. It started when I was trying to use google+ (which I've since given up on) and discovered there was no character limit for posts. If you've known me a long time, a lot of these stories will be old hat. If you plan to know me for a long time, you'll no doubt hear many of them in person. But, folks seemed to enjoy them, so here they are.

Thursday, July 23, 2015

the hundred and twentyfirst Story

Once upon a time there was a lamp who loved the dark. You think this is a sad story, but it isnot- most lamps spend much of their time in the dark, and even if she could not create that which she so loved, she spent much time with it.

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