The Girl With No Past, Chapter One

  June 17, 1919 I woke up with my face down on a pile of hard, brown earth.  “Woke” isn’t exactly the right word. Somehow, I slowly came to consciousness, country scents of sweet, moldering earth and grass filling my nostrils and teasing my eyes open. Green blades of grass […]

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When I was just starting out on what would become a multi-year literary excavation (otherwise known as The Red Ribbon), I knew that I wanted to write about two sisters. Of course, it would have been easier to tackle an orphan as my protagonist, preferably with no known relations or […]