That’s the name I was born with and the name under which I have written some stuff. I know that there is more than one Leslie Birdwell (both women?) and I think at least two of us are writers/appreciators of literature. Isn’t that cool? Like . . . something in the name compels a person [...]
Or, Jobs That Don’t Suck in Columbus. Seriously. I’m not in the market for an entry-level job these days, but I think there are plenty of keen jobs in this town as opposed to other jobs in other towns south of the Ohio River. Not naming names here, but were I a young person doing the [...]
Maximum Ride: Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports is the third book by James Patterson about the flock, a band of six winged children (and their talking dog Total) and their struggles to survive the menacing forces that created them — and that want to destroy them.
I admit, I’m a sucker for mouthy girl main character [...]
Is it Defrost who had the post about the search terms people have used to find her blog? And the search terms are sorta icky? My “Shank’s Pony” entry picks up porn spam every so often, and WordPress (bless it!) has to ask me about it. Other spam doesn’t get to the “Approve? No?” point [...]
I can’t find the clicker, the cats are overweight, and it costs a lot of money to lease a horse and to take lessons. Sometimes I feel so guilty about the $ that I nearly can’t hardly stand it and I have conversations with myself about giving it up because of the cost. We could [...]
