Last day: the waterfall Last time we met, I was checking out an old 1800s cemetary. There was so much spookiness on those grounds, even Stephen King would have enjoyed it. I hope to get to go back some day and let my writing mind take over. It’s hard to do that when you are so filled with fresh air and excitement as I was from the hike. I even captured a little of fall’s colors (or maybe it was death to a living thing from a hot summer?) At any rate, it was an exciting day hike on route
It’s the first day of summer and you know what that means. DISCLAIMER: READING! It’s the summer reading season. So wanna know my opinion on some things? Well, you are about to get it, so if you don’t want to hear my tirade about books and reading, then please be forewarned. I get emails from Amazon pretty regularly, and oftentimes they tout a book I have recently browsed for or read. They target market me that way. You too? What? You didn’t know you were being marketed to? Well, think about it. How did they know what books to suggest?
Hey everyone! It’s part ten! Here is another installment on the continuing saga of Anne and her whiteboard. I am coming to the end of the story now, and I hope you haven’t figured out who the “writer” is. If so, don’t tell anyone! It’s been fun writing this weird tale. It’s also been a means to my getting some writing in each week. As my time gets squashed again with personal life stuff, I may not have time to do this for a while. Thanks for reading along! Be sure to check out my interesting tidbit at the end