"What comes to mind when I say, moon scraped knuckles and knocking knees?" Mats shook his head. "Nothing off the bat. Is it the name of a song, a poem, a movie?" "It's a name I'm thinking of giving my blog." "You have a blog?" "Not yet but I'm thinking of creating one on WordPress." …
Best Friends
He raked his fingers through his disheveled hair, frustrated. It was no use. He couldn’t concentrate on his work. He had come here to the cottage to work on the manuscript which was due in a couple of days. The quiet, solitude were exactly what he needed to get him going but his mind was …
Notes to Women 