Where the Magic Happens

There was a recent uproar in Twitter when someone called J.K. Rowling pretentious for having a writing room – aka: an office.  A lot of writers responded – some with their dreams of being able to have a writing room some day, some with describing their own offices. So I thought I’d show you the birthplace of Thelios.

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Lessons Learned

     Grampa sits at the window, gazing out at the stars. He’s not looking forward, to where we’re going, but rather he’s looking back: back to the home he left as a child; back to sunlight and rain; back to real grass and flowers you could actually touch and smell. Even if the Thelian Dawn finds a new planet to colonize, he knows it won’t be in his lifetime, so he holds tightly to his memories of Earth. He gets especially nostalgic this time of year in what he calls the “Holiday Season.” Continue reading