Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
Come out of the dark, Let me see your face, The caller in the melancholy night. No human throat is yours, No melodic chords your song. A wild cry that summons Creeping, scuttling things Is yours, and bright eyes Not blinded by the brash city lights. Your quick, neat…
Writer, Editor, & Book Reviewer/Blogger
Artist & Author
Writing Advice from a YA Author Powered by Chocolate and Green Tea
Yes, I Judge Books By Their Covers
A blog about the hard work of writing
Existing in a Different World
Embrace your inner child by reading a good book!
Professional book editing for fiction and nonfiction writers
A site for the Barsetshire Diaries Books and others
☆📚~A Magickal Book-Blog Featuring A Free-Spirited & Custom Made Bibliophile ~🔮
Viv Drewa - The Owl Lady 