I stand alone. The cool wind twirls around my ears playfully as I stand in the glow of a street-light. The silence is soothing, broken occasionally by the rustling of palm leaves or the distant bark of a dog marking… Continue Reading →
‘I could have danced all night I could have danced all night And still have begged for more I could have spread my wings And done a thousand things I’ve never done before’ Call me crazy, but I found Audrey… Continue Reading →
“Because horror on Earth is real and it is every day. It is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot be contained.” This supernatural thriller book is a must-read. Alice Sebold has a way with her words, weaving memories… Continue Reading →
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