Yesterday morning one of the most frustrating things that can happen to a writer, happened to me.
The first month of 2020 is gone. So, how did this monumental year start off at our @HomeCrazzyHome?
This week I reclaimed my personal space. It feels good to have a place all my own. But as a writer, does it really mattter?
7 years, 18 days. Over 250,000 words. And too many comments begging me to finish it. But it is finally done. Ægir's is finished. Or is it?
I have been watching a course this week on the French Revolution and its Enlightenment ideas. It has sparked some of my own.
It is not as strange as it sounds...
Life is a great balancing act...even Domination/submission.
What does it REALLY mean to be a woman?
Something to think about...
Is there an age?