Blog a Book: Chapter Five

The Witchamacallit Elora whirled around to see who spoke. At first, she didn't believe her eyes -- standing in the doorway was an older woman in one of the most outlandish outfits she'd ever seen. She wore a large, pointed, bright orange hat; multi-colored reading glasses (that inexplicably remained on her long pointed nose); huge … Continue reading Blog a Book: Chapter Five