There is so much understated confidence in this profound and soulful write, Dawn. It is philosophical and yet also very "earthy" and rooted in the reality of deep understanding and empathy. I get the feeling that you welcome the autumn in particular - as a time of detox and of "drawing in the horns" in order to gather strength for the next burst of growth: the same as the natural world with which you identify and readily use as a metaphor. There is sadness here, but the recognition of the need for grief's passage and process, I think. These are just my gut-feelings and could be wildly wrong, but this has a serene calm and acceptance about it which I have enjoyed. TY Kate xx
Married ten years, and more in love than ever, Robert and Marcie have everything to live for. But a terrible secret is breaking Robert's heart: he knows that Marcie is about to die...
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
Major League ballplayer Justin Moore is kidnapped from his own ballpark and transported to a foreign land. It might take high-level international negotiations to free him. Or maybe he will take matters into his own hands.
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