I lifted the hammer and swung. I hit it hard. it didn't break. I repeated but put more muscle into it. and again it didn't break. So... The third time, my feet left the floor and I had every intention of putting the hammer through the mirror. It broke, perfectly. I'm excited for the shoot now.
I just realized that by the end of this year, I will have 11 books published, maybe 12. It hit like a bird on the bumper of a Mac truck. (Poof, feathers everywhere.) I have written stories. Not jus
Not that I was social to begin with but being told that the only place I can go is work. Come on!! I need to go to haunted houses and old museums and to go look at the stars and to walk through grav
I normally get excited when I am uploading a book. For some reason, this time it's a little more. Maybe because it has a release date of Mom's birthday. Maybe because it is a sequel. Maybe because