linda lowry

Suddenly, I find myself coasting out of the middle ages, gathering speed, and I must have been snoring in the sleeper when the track switched.

Where else can I be a Princess, King of the Mountain, or a Big Cheese?

Amanda imagined that her fascination with glass began, not on the beach, but on the hot August evening Julia led her away from their house, with a finger across her lips signaling her to shush.

Mosquito spray renders a strange mood…

Husbands pay little attention to their wives, a.k.a.
Un-smart shopping for the one present a husband must buy

Life is currently boring, but the urge to write persists…