Shadowedge's Books, Blogs, and Blather

Trigger warning: this post discusses non-consensual sex, specifically rape. I was reading about the Clothesline project over on Scheheraza...

The lovely blog Stirrup Queens decided (apparently some time ago) that show and tell is wasted on the young, and decided to kick it web 2.0...

So, my grandfather died, and my car was hit by a truck, and the insurance companies are still giving me the run around, and I'm taking t...

I was not expecting to be hit by a car. I was not expecting anything at the moment, I suppose. I was driving home, just making my way throug...

Setting: High School His name was Robbie. The diminutive only made him seem casual, instead of young. He was not child-like, which (come to ...

I admit that the title of this post is, perhaps, a bit of a misnomer. After all, this is not the first time I have posted verse to this blog...

I hate eating breakfast when I first wake up. My mother made this a moot point: I would eat, or I would not leave the breakfast table. But a...