Frump Be Gone

Still alive and kicking. This week has been packed full of critique preparation, finishing a novella, outlining another novella and writing a couple of scenes for it.

My house is kind of a mess.

Then last night, this strange FRUMP looked back at me from the mirror.

There was screaming.

I’m not sure how this stranger got into my house but she simply can’t stay if she’s going to hurt my family’s eyes.

So today, I’m giving her a desperately needed make-over. There may be a ritual frump shirt burning…


About Rinda Elliott

Writer.I love unusual stories and credit growing up in a family of curious life-lovers who moved all over the country. Books and movies full of fantasy, science fiction and romance kept us amused, especially in some of the stranger places. For years, I tried to separate my darker side with my humorous and romantic one. I published short fiction, but things really started happening when I gave in and mixed it up. When not lost in fiction, I love making wine, collecting music, gaming and spending time with my husband and two children. I’m represented by Miriam Kriss of the Irene Goodman Agency.
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