I was just passing through on my way to Wonderland (which is an activity happening all month long full of madness and strange, scavenger like activities by a group of mad and maddening writers), because the latest activity is to share a messege with someone new. When I saw you standing there, I thought you could use something sweet. Here are some tarts given to you from the Knave of Hearts. No, that's not me. At least, I didn't think I was a knave when I woke up this morning, but so much has happened since then that I'm not sure quite what I am anymore. Take them with my good wishes. And welcome to Writing.com |