Once upon a time a girl decided to keep a journal of her adventures in writing (and elsewhere) in an attempt to stay on task, rally with other artists, and remember the sublime in everyday life.
A happy ending would be nice, but amusing failures will also be accepted.
Lacy is . . . Scott and I take direction well. Tai and Lacy have a pretty good chance of surviving a horror movie featuring corn. I'd be dead by morning. Scott did not even try. Here's Lacy at the top and me at the bottom of the 50 foot slide. We were born again.