Fiction. We're Doing It Right.
LaurelC, that’s me.
And I love to write.
That said, this is short and sweet, as I only write fiction, and I’d hate to lie about myself.
Being a secret service M-16 agent and not free to write about it doesn’t help, either.
Happy writing and reading to all.
by Laurel Compton
It was a powerful god of a mountain and Roscoe lived in its shadows in summer and near its crest in winter. A day ago in Mountain Time it had spewed a belly full of fire that had left it naked and scorched but now it draped itself in a lush velvet green cloak that protected it from the crisp winter air and the moisture sucking summer sun. [Read more...]
