Don’t leave me in this stateWondering and wishing whenYou drive away, for more of youAnd your smile. When we metDo you remember – tell me you do,The way our eyes met when our pathsCrossed? Nothing… More
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You Are My Blue Crayon
You are my blue crayon,the one I never have enough of,the one I use to colormy sky.– a.r. asher
Rainy Sunday Afternoon
Jade
Heisler Park – Laguna Beach Here’s an excerpt from the novel I’m starting to work on this month (Sea Glass Hearts) and hope to finish in the next eight weeks! On Saturday afternoon, my Realtor… More
A Thousand Years
Last summer, bits and pieces of a novel started floating around in my head. That’s often how it starts. A song, a flash of an image, a smell, a memory of the ocean, or camping… More
Elaina M. Avalos 