The looking glass tugged at my ankle. I fell through. Now, I can't seem to stop writing a memoir. When I'm not writing, reading, learning craft or doing laundry, I'm playing the piano. The real world thinks I'm a music teacher.
Melissa Tucker
The looking glass tugged at my ankle. I fell through. Now, I can't seem to stop writing a memoir. When I'm not writing, reading, learning craft or doing laundry, I'm playing the piano. The real world thinks I'm a music teacher.