Blank Sheet of Paper

Plain, simple, cute, and a little mushy.

That brief series of short stories I wrote.... Totally about you.

I almost made it all of May without posting one little thing on here, but, alas, I decided, why not? I don't hate May all of that much (it's certainly not February), so why should I be so mean to it? So, here you go, May. Your own little post, all for you. I hope you're happy now.

And good-bye to terrible old February. Today marks the beginning of a much better start. P.S. Happy Casimir Pulaski Day!