I’ll let you in on a secret. I’m not here. When this goes up Friday morning, I will be far away from here, hopefully most if not all the way up a mountain. “What does that have to do with
Reluctant Muses
Turns out it’s hard to follow Alpaca Poetry. Ever had a story you really want to write – premise, characters, setting, the whole nine yards – but something was missing that was keeping you from actual writing. Aggravating, isn’t it?
