Kay Sexton
Kay Sexton is possessed of a superpower that allows her to always be right after the event. She is a published writer who spent two years as an agony aunt for nudists -- it was an education, although for what is not clear. She is also a philosophy graduate, recreational runner, and hostage to a capricious muse. Ms. Sexton's dry British wit can be found at Wired Heart, at Pierian Springs, at Literary Potpourri, at The Sidewalk's End, and at Net Author, and right here on Y.P.R.
Poetic License
Dear Mr. Donald Rumsfeld, You are reputed to be a man who is creative with words, and you are some kind of honcho in the United States, and as such I hope you can help me. Recently I received an...
Urban Dance
WEEK 1: SUBWAY TANGO Hi, I’m Patricio, your instructor for today’s Subway Tango. Just before we start, can I check that everybody has read the introductory leaflet? Yes? Thank you. So . . . for the next four weeks...