CHAPTER 1 October, 1938 Near Pullinlahti, Finland With a snap of his pole, Magnus knocked a pillow of snow off a branch. Hitting the ground with a whump it revealed the river ahead, a line of India ink…
CHAPTER 1 October, 1938 Near Pullinlahti, Finland With a snap of his pole, Magnus knocked a pillow of snow off a branch. Hitting the ground with a whump it revealed the river ahead, a line of India ink…
Today I began an experiment on my blog. I am releasing the first chapters of my unpublished book. I will post one or two chapters at a time each Friday so I can gather feedback on the story. It’s a…
When I was young I remember there were only two things to do: playing and not playing. Not playing involved things like sitting at the table and wiping your mouth, struggling with unwieldy backpacks of textbooks, and using your foot…