The Hunter

Queen Gertie, cunning and knowing both her kingdom and children better than Humphrey, found the best hunter. The hunter was given gold and the ransom note, which presented three challenges. The hunter accepted.

The Best Nest

This weekend I didn't write. I let my mind and emotions adjust to my youngest moving away to college. So many worries on my mind - will he like it; will he manage to get along with his roommate (who is admittedly his best friend, but they have never lived together before); does he have... Continue Reading →

Tomorrow…

Nineteen years ago.... nineteen years ago, I was running around chasing a five year old while I was heavily pregnant with my second child. The second child came after a few years of struggling with infertility, before PCOS really had a name. My first child was a beautiful, happy, curly brown haired moppet of a... Continue Reading →

The Trophy Hunter

The trophies that decorated Sven’s house were extraordinary, as Sven would tell you himself. On his walls hung the heads of some of the most elusive creatures: a sleepy giant, a wolf who claimed to be big and bad, a large bear with a hankering for porridge. In some circles Sven was revered, though others... Continue Reading →

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