Barb C’s Journal

Dad stands before the bathroom sink, shirtless and shower-ruffled, narrow-eyeing the nothingness in the mirror while he shaves. There’s a thread (or two, or three) of grey in Dad’s sandy curls, and the lines around his eyes are deeper than they are in the pictures on the living room wall, but his torso is […]

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As you may have noticed, I was good and worked on 3D rather than random schmoop. Or rather, I made an attempt at the random schmoop after finishing off Act I, but I didn’t really have any good ideas and my bad ideas didn’t jell It just lay there twitching feebly, rather like […]

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