Retail Therapy

Guest Blogger KLC: Maybe I learned to deal with grief by retail therapy by example? My dad, at the sake of being childish, “started it”. First, he was the one that loaded my brother and I on a plane to Las Vegas first class for a week after my mom died.

The Wilderness Chick

Back in the early to mid-‘90s when I was writing and submitting serious short fiction, or what I would categorize now as ‘sh*t no one wanted to read‘ I found a champion of my work on the Internet.