I think the only way to get through this life is laughing hard and constantly, mostly at myself.

Am I the moss on your bark, then?" Ani asked.
Enna grabbed her around the waist and shook her affectionately. "You're the mossiest girl I know.

Clearly she was expected to say something, but panic at having to speak stole the thoughts from her head.

Being a writer is a good, good thing.

Sometimes my fancy gets to floating inside me, threatening to carry me away like a leaf on a wind. Better to be a stone.

WANTED: DEAD OR ALIVE: RAPUNZEL
For horse thieving, kidnapping, jail breaking, and using her hair in a manner other than nature intended!
REWARD