The only memory I have of my biological mother is a phone call that scared me so bad I never wanted to speak to her again. I had only found out I was adopted a little while ago, and I was visiting my biological grandmother across town in east Baltimore. I met my oldest brother, … Continue reading A Loss, A Memorial
Well, thanks for asking, me! I thought you would never ask! Here are a few of the things I'm hoping to make progress on this week: A Stable Love. This is a story that was commissioned by a friend, way back last year when I was toying with the idea of maybe offering commission slots … Continue reading What Are You Working On?