BENT COUNTRY

By Heather McCoy I was madder than a wet hen. My friends had pulled me out of the frying pan and into the fire. I could feel my blood bo...

By Heather McCoy It was a dark and stormy night, raining like cats and dogs. There was lightning as far as the eye could see, and I had a...

This is not a test. Please understand this is not a test. (yes it is)

I may be moving Bent Country to Wordpress soon. All things are not yet in order for that and I'm still trying to figure out some thin...

Thunderclap Magazine is out with Issue 5. They gave me love. It's late at work and I'm too tired to link (I know: Loserville : Pop...

I have little to say, which you will soon find out is a complete lie. I need to use the bathroom but I'm going to just hold it. It...