The book was giant in her small hands. A lurid picture of horror was splashed across the front cover, evil eyes peeking through her fingers. Her heels swung slightly as they hung over the arm of the chair. The pages turned steadily as her eyes roved down each page.  Her brows knit as she came across something, a word or a phrase that didn't quite ( Read more... )

Welcome to sunnycowgirl who, I assume, found me through therealljidol, but feel free to correct me if I 'm wrong.

Love is .... cleaning out a friend's spare fridge because it would kill their back to do it and they need to write. apisanthrop is so sweet ( Read more... )

Just finished the first episodes of Nightmares and Dreamscapes ( Read more... )