My daughter has forbidden my use of her computer. But each morning I am able to log on while she is in the bathroom and explore the electronic ether for new information and ideas that will help me perfect the Starlight Letters. I also get to post on this blog. My daughter has a blog, something about native plants. The ghosts have gotten to her, just like they got to her mother and all those years ago.
But ghosts! They are the reason for my passion. They are the reason I created the Starlight Letters. I am a ghost hunter, a ghost destroyer.
The blow dryer. I have no time. I shall post later tonight.