The Raven

I have a visitor in the mornings where I live. He sits outside my window and croaks for me to begin my day. Sometimes I think I can hear him talking. His is a story I'll hear but may never fully understand. Although I like to imagine I do. The sun glints off his feathers … Continue reading The Raven

Revenge of the Sithster

So I was reading Pat Rothfuss's newest blog entitled Being Evil about his son and the sometimes evil things we say to get a laugh. It was funny and it reminded me of a story from when I was about ten years old. I grew up on a farm where we raised all of our … Continue reading Revenge of the Sithster