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Rivers and Dragons and Cats and Books

For the Solstice—which here in Seattle is 7:03 am tomorrow—I’ve made a special fiction bundle, three stories downloadable as either a PDF or epub. Two of the stories are snowy, one is not; one is grim, two are not; and there’s a dragon. That bundle will be available to Patrons, a special thank you for helping fund publicity efforts in the US reissue of Aud, the UK first publication of Aud, and up-coming She Is Here.

Speaking of which, a couple of the February events may have to be rescheduled. I can tell you more about that after the holidays but for now I’ll just say it’s not bad news. In fact it’s gobsmackingly, knock-me-down-with-a-feather, amazing news. Chortle.

Our tree is up and decorated—but not yet destroyed. Mainly because I haven’t had time to figure out any kind of new SFX. This year I may have to resort to a old favourite—maybe that dragon…

The cats are well, though very fighty. I think it’s partly the weather (endless drenching rain of atmospheric rivers, one after another) and partly the latest trio of raccoons who have been trundling fatly around our neighbourhood at night, trying to get into everything, including our house. George, sensibly, hides under the bed, but Charlie takes exception. He desperately—desperately!—wants to get out there and take them on and gets very cross when we won’t let him (pound for pound he’d be outweighed six to one). So he takes it out on George.

And speaking of rivers, Slow River and Ammonite will be reissued with spiffy new covers and bonus content in June next year—just in time for pride. I’m pretty pleased about that.

I have other news, too, some of it very pleasing—but that, too, can wait for January. Meanwhile, for the holiday season, I’m changing my website avatar to a winter wren. I love these little birds: like tiny feathery brown truffles I could pop in my mouth. It’s based on one I created for my black and white zoomorphics series. I really do have an outrageous number of those things now. One day I’ll figure out what to do with them. For now, back to stopping Charlie murdering George because he can’t murder the raccoons…

#ammonite #CharlieAndGeorge #christmas #sheIsHere #shortStories #slowRiver #solstice

Rivers and Dragons and Cats and Books

For the Solstice—which here in Seattle is 7:03 am tomorrow—I’ve made a special fiction bundle, three stories downloadable as either a PDF or epub. Two of the stories are snowy, one is not; one is grim, two are not; and there’s a dragon. That bundle will be available to Patrons, a special thank you for helping fund publicity efforts in the US reissue of Aud, the UK first publication of Aud, and up-coming She Is Here.

Speaking of which, a couple of the February events may have to be rescheduled. I can tell you more about that after the holidays but for now I’ll just say it’s not bad news. In fact it’s gobsmackingly, knock-me-down-with-a-feather, amazing news. Chortle.

Our tree is up and decorated—but not yet destroyed. Mainly because I haven’t had time to figure out any kind of new SFX. This year I may have to resort to a old favourite—maybe that dragon…

The cats are well, though very fighty. I think it’s partly the weather (endless drenching rain of atmospheric rivers, one after another) and partly the latest trio of raccoons who have been trundling fatly around our neighbourhood at night, trying to get into everything, including our house. George, sensibly, hides under the bed, but Charlie takes exception. He desperately—desperately!—wants to get out there and take them on and gets very cross when we won’t let him (pound for pound he’d be outweighed six to one). So he takes it out on George.

And speaking of rivers, Slow River and Ammonite will be reissued with spiffy new covers and bonus content in June next year—just in time for pride. I’m pretty pleased about that.

I have other news, too, some of it very pleasing—but that, too, can wait for January. Meanwhile, for the holiday season, I’m changing my website avatar to a winter wren. I love these little birds: like tiny feathery brown truffles I could pop in my mouth. It’s based on one I created for my black and white zoomorphics series. I really do have an outrageous number of those things now. One day I’ll figure out what to do with them. For now, back to stopping Charlie murdering George because he can’t murder the raccoons…

#ammonite #CharlieAndGeorge #christmas #sheIsHere #shortStories #slowRiver #solstice