When I started college, I thought I wanted to be a doctor, at least until I realized that I really, really don’t like touching people. I knew I would be okay with the icky stuff, but I’ve never been accused of having a bedside manner, and some psychic at the Dickens Fair a decade agoContinue reading “Human Skin Books and a Family Connection: (Sort of) a Review of Dark Archives by Megan Rosenbloom”
My name is Tillie and I need to scream.
Tillie's Void 