Despite what Donkey and my husband say, not everybody loves parfaits. Layers, on the other hand, layers are good. That’s my excuse for running behind on my self-imposed schedule. Today, I’m supposed to be embarking on the actual writing portion of my work-in-progress and what am I doing? Layering. Plotting....
Fiction
The Muddler
My Grandpa Pilkerson, or Grand P as we call him, loves to tell tales about this family member or that. Tall tales. Unbelievable tales. All of us grandchildren loved them, and never believed them. Yet, we’d always hold out hope that just maybe, someday, it would be one of...