If I can't be a dragon-whisperer, can I at least befriend a talking dog?
I love fountain pens but they haven't loved me. As I writer, pens are one of my primary tools. While I refuse to freeze in a garret, writing with a fountain pen has always appealed to me. The flow of fountain pen ink is deeply satisfying. Over the years, I've collected at least seven. Whenever... Continue Reading →
The second week of Inktober has come and gone and I am keeping up with my goals so far. The two things that have helped the most: allowing myself to doodle if I want, and deciding ahead of time what I might draw. The thing that is making it hardest? Knowing that I will be posting... Continue Reading →
