Oh. . . my . . . god

A bit of description turned into what I thought was overdescription, and suddenly erupted into something wonderful that I never expected, never considered, never thought of. I have goosebumps. I am sitting here in my chair and the hairs on the back of my neck are standing up and I have goosebumps on my arms, and where the hell did that idea COME from?

Look for the shelter on Cadwa. It isn’t anything like what I planned, but . . . eeeeee!

I love surprises.

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About the author: Novelist, writing teacher, on a mission to reprint my out-of-print books and self-publish my new ones.