How many words for cold?

Actual mother fucking icicles hanging off my college library roof. I hate the cold. I spent part of my childhood in the blissful, baking, dry heat of Arizona, just north of Phoenix. I survived five whole stinking cold, snow bound winters in Vermont, and ran back home to more temperate Oregon at the first chance (that […]

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A stumbling start

A super quick post cause the dog and I are waiting in the truck together for the kid to finish his swim lessons. Behold, hear ye hear ye, read all about it….My start to NaNoWriMo 2017! The Aliens Are Spying On Us “Red sky at morning, sailor take warning. Red sky at night, sailor’s delight.” […]

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