April: not a bad month, literarily. All the writing challenges you could ever want, plus a celebration of that most elusive of literary forms. Ah, poetry. Done right, it can give you a feeling, a memory, put a ray of
Ceiling Turtles
They lurk above, where you don’t notice their slow, deliberate movements. Then – when you least expect it – they drop down, onto your head, and gnaw gently on your ears. Not terribly scary, ceiling turtles, though they can be
Landsquid Friday: Limerick
To put the landsquid back in Where Landsquid Fear to Tread, the Landsquid shall be more active from here on out. I’m not sure if it will be every Friday or a less regular thing quite yet. I am not
Alpaca Poetry
Once again, the Friday Round-up did not get rounded up, so today we will be discussing alpacas. How can you not like alpaca? They are fluffy and evil. I submit the following as evidence (and also dare you not to
