- By Adam Wilby
Kayleigh was pissed off, there was less than two hours to go before the stroke of midnight and she hadn’t received so much as a birthday card from any of her friends. Pausing for a moment at the entrance to the churchyard which she regularly used as a shortcut on her way home, she glanced...
Lori Moritz Yes! Just log in and go to posts. Click on Cordelia's lament and press edit. Then do ...
Adam21 Is there a way you can edit posts here or do you need to delete and replace?
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Lori Moritz Adam, you need to expand this... it is a cool concept. I want to know how many times ...
Lori Moritz I will have to add the Terry Pratchett book to my 2011 list, which I shall post soon....
Adam21 Out of all those books the only one I've read is Neil Gaiman's Anansi Boys...believe ...
Lori Moritz I think we need to re-establish our skype tradition. I am logged in a lot.
That s...
Lori Moritz These are some great ideas.
I am waiting for the artwork to be finished before I ...
Lori Moritz I will put some comments up on it later today ;)...
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Lori Moritz used to think the only route to immortality would be through a handsome, charming vampire. She found many, and boy did they suck. She now seeks immortality through the pen. 