100 days — writingSep 23, 2026

Bird Brain

I did my best Mr Miyagi, slapped my hands together for the healing friction, then stood on the deck holding a concussed robin for ten minutes while she decided how she felt about it.

100 days — writingOct 12, 2026

Telling Stories

My usual table was taken, so I sat with my back to the door. Rookie move. Kayla appeared out of nowhere with coffee and water, and I might have screamed. She looked very pleased with herself.