But it counts, right?

As of right now, I have 386 followers. Pretty good, right? I started this blog a couple of years ago and was happy when I had 1 follower, off the moon when I reached 10. One hundred was cause for celebration. Somewhere around that time, I think, was when I was Freshly Pressed, and my... Continue Reading →


All right. Yes. I did just notice

that my newest short story shares the title of an actual Wolfsbane and Mistletoe story by Kat Richardson. And, you know what, fuck it. Mega fuck it. I only noticed because I was double-checking that the link I inserted in my post earlier today worked, and decided to read the old post. Shit. Damn it. Super shit and double... Continue Reading →


Stuck for a post today, the mosquitoes are out in full force, Walmart is playing Christmas music even though it's still November, it's 80 degrees outside even though it's November . . . blah on this day. Here are some more things I cannot stand. The misuse of it's/its. Especially when it's on a billboard... Continue Reading →

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