Hardcopy… Moneys… Yoga Mats… Gin…

The Bloggy Part: I’ve been in a bit of a creative rut lately. That is, until I was chatting with Dark Overlord the other day. During the course of the conversation, two great flash fiction prompts presented itself like peacocks at the peak of mating season. Feathers out, strutting their stuff. “Look at me!” “TellContinue reading “Hardcopy… Moneys… Yoga Mats… Gin…”