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New Boss In Town
New Boss In Town Joan Grey *** Rowan crawled from under the bed, dragging out the last of Marc’s dirty clothes. Behind him, Marc sniffled, but kept shoving things into the three new duffle bags Rowan had bought. “That’s the last of it.” Rowan looked around the room,...
Death Has No Hold On Us
Death Has No Hold On Us Joan Grey *** The wine tastes odd. Bitter. Johann glances at the glass, but the wine looks normal. Pale gold, reflections of the multicolored lights flashing in the liquid. Narrowing his eyes, he sets the glass down on a nearby table and moves...
Why I Self-Publish
Okay, so. I write against tropes, a lot of the time. I’m finishing up a paranormal women’s fiction series in which there’s: no sex, no romance, lots of laundry and grocery shopping, a MC who’s An Actual Adult (she doesn’t jump to conclusions, she pays attention to...
Winter Is Here
Well, the cats have the right idea. It's cold out, so we should bundle up under as many blankets as we can. Peaches was wondering why I bothered to get out of bed at all, though her brother wanted me to go downstairs and give them the day's serving of squishy food....
404
Prompt: I woke up in pitch black after a risky but necessary operation. The bedside clock said 404. *** The first thing I heard was beeping. Repeated, regular, like it had been going on forever. My fucking alarm. I groped for my phone, but my arm wouldn’t move. That...
Nearly There!
Exciting news! I finished writing the third Kay novel! Now it’s at the beta readers, getting marked up and ready. Soon (very soon), I plan on publishing it for everyone to read. Eeek! I just have to write the blurb for it, which I’m not looking forward to. I don’t...
No Furnace?
It’s been a stressful week. There’s a blizzard coming on Saturday, and our furnace broke on Thursday night. We spent all day Friday dealing with the repair – and also with the fact that our internet was down. All day. The repairman was nice and, even more importantly,...
Books and Hens…
I’ve been trying to read more. This sounds like the beginning of a bad joke, but, well. I’m having a hard time finding stories I really love. I can find many that are ‘good enough’, stories that I can finish, but few which really grab me by the lapels (if I wore...
Winter is for Hibernating
Getting out of bed is so hard. I know, I know, I was just complaining about this last week, but I don’t mean to complain. I think it’s reasonable to want to hibernate at times like this. Wintertime. When it’s cold and yucky out, and there’s only about ten minutes of...
