What do I want to do with my life?  There’s been a post making the rounds that “you already know your passion, it’s the thing you can’t do without”, which is horseshit.  My muse wanders.  Sometimes I’m staying up till 2AM sewing waistcoats, sometimes I’m writing until I can sleep because the stories cling to me until I scrape them onto the page, sometimes I’m doing five nights of improv a week.

Anyway, here are two very short stories: Snowdrops and Cafe Undelighet

PS. Broadcast From Heaven is still going on, just this next chapter has a lot happening in it.