Spiderweb on my fence. :)
“Why are you crying?” The porcelain mug asks his master.
She stares down his empty chambers and replies, “All that’s left is decaf.”
“What are you doing?”
“But you haven’t any wings…”
“Wings are for the wistful. Writers fly in words.”
NAME (User name, or otherwise): Sillystephwhat on Hitrecord, Stephanie in real life.
LOCATION: South Texas
ONE LINE BIO: Previously, I was an aspiring screenwriter with MFA &...