My Cardboard Balcony

Just call me Vague McVaguerson, 'cause I'ma do some introspection about some stuff that I can't give details about yet. This week was full of news. Good news. Some of it I can divulge in the next week or so. Other news, I won't be revealing until everything's settled and officially ready and the time is right. Just know that it's positive, and it's fulfilling, and it's exciting, and it all signals a new adventure as I progress as both a writer and a teacher. The world can be a very scary place, and sometimes, you need to know that everything in your little personal bubble is going according to plan. Well, that's what's happening in my little personal bubble. Things are working out the way I've wanted them to. And it's invigorating. Obviously, you, my beautiful readers, will learn more in the foreseeable future. But there are other small victories I can openly share! For instance: I transferred my two television miniseries - Happy

A Feeble Tyranny by Belinda Roddie You gained power. You don't know how to use it.

Grandpa Jimothy had a television set so old that two large metal antennae protruded from the top like antlers on a wooden deer. He loved that television. It would only show three channels – a local news network, a network that ran Seinfeld reruns all the time, and a channel strictly dedicated to selling jewelry.