After receiving a strange letter -- mis-addressed to the actual Morningstar Hall in Salem, Massachusetts, and delivered via a really confused flying stoat -- I struck up a correspondence with the odd but extraordinary young woman who had written it. There was a lot of back-and-forth, and after talking for a while about her work and her philosophy
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Okayyy....I hope that's fiction. I'm not discounting the possibility that it's real, because there are people who are equally that barking moonbats insane, if not more so!
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But, yeah.. I missed that bit actually. In my defence I point out I had a lap full of attention seeking kitten, and consequently a face full of cat-butt.
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Alternatively, it was just a cute way of saying 'yes, fiction'... ;)
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Just sayin'.
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