It’s nearing four years since you left us. I thought this year would somehow be easier. With more time, more space, that it would have to equal less pain. But…
I need something new. I don’t know what that is yet. What it will look like. I’m stagnant, so stagnant. I can’t seem to find a new rhythm. Where I…
The other day my mom said she felt like “Half a parent sometimes.” Only knowing what she would normally say and do. But not what my father would say or…
I miss you when it’s cold out, my breath catching in the air infront of me. You loved the cold. You took me skiing as a child until I was…
This page is about Romantasy author Adelaide Green and what she is writing and what she is reading.