On Troped I wrote...

Nibbling At the Mushroom

The weather’s cleared up by the afternoon of the big party at Elm Hollow, shifting to pleasantly warm and dry. What is left of the clouds, pile up nicely in the sunlight. And from the looks of the…

September 5 2008, 12:00pm

On Troped I wrote...

Don’t Move. It matters.

They walk for a block or so, smelling the breeze and being warm in the sun. “What then?” Melissa asks curiously. “What then what?” “What are you doing at the end of the month?” “Moving.” “Moving!?” “Yeah.” “Where!?”…

September 3 2008, 11:00am

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