I’m shopping my first novel for publication. The day job involves reading, writing, and ‘rithmetic.
A scene from my novel, When Elephants Forget.
Shoulders
I have only fond memories of Manipal, the butchery notwithstanding. A tiny hamlet perched on the edge of the Deccan Plateau, high enough that…
Wonder Woman was having a bad hair day. Her long black tresses, almost waist length, were oily, tangled, with split ends abounding. Her…
