Age twenty-seven, finally coming into my own.
A question I’ve been asking myself for over a decade. Why I write.
Stroop my wafels, it’s your Bakeweek 4 catch up
Fingers and things shaped like tallywhackers. What more could we want?
Secret Empire: A Review Yesterday, I blogged at length on the ways I’ve slowly become addicted to comics. I love all literature from the shortest short story, to books, to giant epics and lengthy poems, to limericks and memoirs, to the wonderful world of graphic novels. I had a wonderful evening yesterday, finally catching up…
My Monday motivation is my stack of comics sitting at home.