Under the Hood.

Last month, I took Ursula to the shop. She’d not been driving right for a while but like a person without health insurance (hey, even in this day and age, it happens), we postponed the mechanic’s diagnosis until I was afraid the visit would be more of an emergency than a check up.

I was wonderfully surprised, then, when the call came that Ursula could come home with nothing more than a fluid flush and new power steering fluid reservoir. Sure, it wasn’t the band-aid price I was hoping for, but it was still a lot cheaper than, say, a … read the rest. . .

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Why We Work Well Together

She’s a great writer.

She’s my Personal Barista.

She appreciates my quirkiness…

Which fades in comparison to her own.

And even my cat thinks she’s awesome.

Her name is Megan.
She’s my writing partner.

And we always come up with the same ideas at the same time.
She brings the dialogue. I bring the landscape.

She loves The Lord of the Rings as much as I love The Chronicles of Narnia.

She orders new drinks for me at Starbucks.

We both laugh and point at each other, not caring who else is watching.
We can each say, “Oooh! Oooh! Oooh!” … read the rest. . .

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