As my pump gently beats.

… but mother, I don’t like beets. My father had only one rule about food, no two. No beets Clean your plate. It was a thing. Something to remember because only having one thingf you won’t eat, is a strong way to say you’ll eat anything. Neat...

Convention Observations

I sit on a bench, watching people at a fan run authors convention in Toronto.  I see people walk around aimlessly, which makes me understand, and happy to realize it’s not just me. Doing things alone sucks, because memories don’t get stored as well as...