Fiction: The Landlady and the Poet

[escottish140]

It's Christmas in Texas and the night is frozen, but there's not a snowflake in sight. I'm wrapped up in a comfy blanket and drinking hot cocoa, cursed with insomnia. But I don't feel the holiday spirit and I'm not exactly sure why that is. I suppose I've been feeling very gloomy. My mind is still in "finals" mode, even though it's been over a

Comments

[gmdlover]

Ah, I've always loved this story! ^_^ Wonderful, as ever. :-)

And I'd love to read the commentary you mentioned. That would be so awesome. :D

[escottish140]

I hope to start tonight.

Ah, lovely!

[gmdlover]

That's just great! ^_^ Can't wait to see it.