Insult to Injury
I’m rereading some stories I wrote when I was ten.
Suddenly, she was zapped into a desert. Right into the middle of a desert. Without a pumpkin pie!
File under: irrelevancies, writing
Insult to Injury
I’m rereading some stories I wrote when I was ten.
Suddenly, she was zapped into a desert. Right into the middle of a desert. Without a pumpkin pie!
File under: irrelevancies, writing
Note: comments are temporarily disabled because Google’s spam-blocking software cannot withstand spammers’ resolve.
5 Comments
William Prahl
HistoryPoor thing!
Anonymous
HistoryHey, I like that! Tell us more.
ILE
Anonymous
HistoryAw, they're not letting me comment. Maybe this will work. Anyway, I want to know more about the pumpkin pie. Irene
Anonymous
HistorySounds like a great story. Let's hear more. Irene
Chuck
HistoryThe spam filter got a little overexcited today. I pulled all the comments out of the filter, except the duplicate one Will wrote.