Gettin’ Back on the Road (and, writing again)
The feeling…it was kind of like sitting in a hospital waiting room anticipating the birth of a child. But the reality was that I was standing tippy-toed, peering over a barb-wired cement fence trying to get a peep at Priscila the Undocubus. She was sitting sad in a tow yard. Aaaaand, maybe not as dramatic as awaiting child birth. 🙂 Read more