Grubby fingers pull on my shirt, a voice pipes out, "Come play, Mama", as I sit at the computer, tapping away. Oh yes, I stop to play with him, he's too adorable to refuse. But I find that as I help him stack towers for him to topple, my mind turns over phrases. Soon as its nap time, I rush to the computer, pouring out my words. Childrens, Romance, Fantasy, Poetry, I love it all! Come in, have a look, drop a line and I will return the favor 'cause I love to read *almost* as much as writing!
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