When I was a child, both my grandfathers filled me with wondrous stories of my Scottish ancestors.Β While at bedtime mum was spinning faerytales and ππͺπππΊ ππ°π’π΅π΄ ππ³πΆπ§π§, my grandfathers used my mind as a repository for history that should not be lost.Β Little did I comprehend they were cultivating my growing imagination, feeding my fascination with the past, and hoping to create the next historian in the family.Β
Category: Fiction Writing
Mensa β James Bowden
Perhaps he was slumming a bit when he went to the Mensa meeting, but he was between wives as they say, and thus he had nothing better to do with his Saturday evenings than had they.
Halloween Holidays, Phobias, and More
Have you ever stayed at a haunted hotel? Visited a haunted library? Have you ever celebrated Frankenstein Friday or Haunted Refrigerator Night? Do you suffer from nyctohylophobia or phagophobia?