Tuesday, January 9, 2024
Dreams 1/9
Dreamt I was at the bottom of the hill where I'd grown up running after the school bus. The bus had a thick white stripe running across the bottom half. Mrs. Fitzpatrick opened the door. She was wearing sunglasses and cursed at me not to be late again, or she wouldn't stop. Inside, it wasn't a school bus at all, more a glamper. There was a country kitchen where two girls were working on something at the bar. One had short blonde hair.
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Picking up Sir Arthur Conan Doyle tomorrow. Very excited. Spent the day at Valley Forge, working on the picture books. Got some fab new doll...

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Available as an ebook, soon to be released in paperback, Pottsgrove Manor and Saint Michael's Cemetery is another Pennsylvania picture...
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Sleep, it used to be every other day twice as much, the same went for dreams. Seems with Fall came every three days thrice as much. First,...
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Sir Frankie Crisp wears Mummy's sixties costume pearls. He's not falling for the drugged cream. He said, too bad, witch. That bitch ...