On Scorpions, Dust, and Fur #writerlife

I’ve lived most of my life in the Southwest, where dust rules, cool is anything under 90 degrees, and the local wildlife is more likely to kill you than cuddle. Thus, I’ve maintained an understanding with the three main sand dwellers–scorpions, snakes, and huge ass spiders–you go be you away from me and I won’t […]

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