DBwrites

A rewrite of my book's prologue from a feedback subreddit made me so uncomfortable I discovered my artist ethos. Impressive.

Nothing beats having a small dog nestled up inside your jacket on cold November evening. Until she gets the zoomies and breaks free through your arm sleeve.

Reading 'Songs of the Serbian People' By Vuk Karadzic (Missing accents on Z and C). I like it much more than I thought I would. The tone matches a lot of what I enjoy reading.