Melisa Peterson Lewis
My attention span waivers and I tend to project hop, sometimes never landing in the same spot again. I have brilliant ideas that I start to plot, only to find the path eventually goes cold, and I lose my scent of the trail. If you have ever published a book, even if only one person... Continue Reading →
People are mostly the same shade here in the sticks. They have a story too, I appreciate that. In my youth I wanted more art, food, culture, diversity and options for work and play. As soon as I got my feet on the ground in my twenties, I headed to Baltimore City. People’s outward appearance... Continue Reading →
