amwriting – Phillip Drown

My True Love, the Baker

I never thought that I would fall in love with the baker. People said I was only with him for his bread. So I burned his shop down, knowing I would still love him, and that in doing so I could prove my love to the doubters. I stood there alongside him, watching his bakeryContinueContinue reading “My True Love, the Baker”

How are you?

Dear friend, It’s been 1,488 days since my last post. Which is too long, really. In that time, I have published a new book and republished another one, but neglected to even talk about either event here – I’m not really sure how. (Time flies? Nah. It’s probably more likely to be distraction.) For aContinueContinue reading “How are you?”