If I close my eyes to dream, I must fill the empty pages. If I close my eyes to dream, I journey to Paris where I am invisible, and I am seen. I make my way to the Seine, I walk along its quais and through its crowds, I wander north,through jostling neighborhoods toward home, […]
What ISN’T in your wallet?
Some particularly playful writers in the neighborhood have been exposing themselves of late. Now, now. Keep your pants on. Exposing themselves by taking us on a tour of their respective billfolds, wallets and purses. First there was the slow and meticulous reveal at The Critical Path, followed by Nicki’s look at Nicki’s Nook. This glimpse […]