The diner was noisy and overcrowded. A friend and I finally found a booth next to the counter where three men sat, talking. One was
Author: Marielena
Scavenger of memories
I buy the dead woman’s earrings. They are silver with dangling beads. They look like they’ve never been worn and are a bargain at five
The shadowlands of a writing relationship
Ever want to give up writing? I mean really give up? For many of us, the answer is yes. I know I have. Countless times.