Hunting the Witch of the Gaps

Note: This is a continuation of the cemeteries and science rant from last week. I hope it makes sense in a vacuum, but you might want to read the earlier piece first. There’s no need to look for a reason. They blamed the girlfriend–the “significant other” who moved out after however many years… and took

Trigger Warnings for the Modern Reader

The first time I ran into the idea of trigger warnings, I was working on revising my first (and eternally unpublished) novel, and writing a second (or third, or fourth, or fifteenth). I was on the NaNoWriMo forums, talking to people I didn’t know particularly well, whose names I no longer remember, and who were

Where I Went This Week

I don’t think you can tell what this is from the picture, but I’ll give you a hint. We’reĀ not looking at the house in the background. I spent the better part of a morning looking for this place. It’s not a secret, but it does take a history buff to rememberĀ it exists. A different angle

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