It's October and I'm celebrating by giving you all a free short! Gwen and Mel are thrown together again, so naturally they bicker and then everything goes to hell.
Despite how things went last time Gwen helped Mel on a case, she gives into the bribe he offers and agrees to let him drag her through miles of gravestones and gobs of mud on a freezing, stormy night. It's not for nothing, at least: Mel's been hired by a rich couple to locate their stubborn kid and drag him home, even if he kicks and screams the whole way. Mel's a werewolf, after all; he can handle a steel-toe to the gut if it comes to that. It's only after Gwen's fingers are numb and her patience is strained that she realizes Mel may not be the only dangerous creature out there among the tombstones.
A cemetery, a necromancer, and the promise of a boatload of cupcakes: Gwen Arthur's about to have a very interesting Halloween.
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I have four cats, though it can currently be considered that I have eight cats. My roommate has four and my four obviously still live with us, so there we go: eight cats and me, often home alone because my roommate has a swinging social life and I’m ugly. The upside to cats is that, regardless of what people say about them, you can get some real loving, snuggly cats who notice when you feel bad and want to make things better.
If you want a cat like this, the best path is to go to a shelter and specifically ask for a cat who’s over age five. Cats are basically adults once they hit five and that’s when they start to get snuggly and lovey. My oldest girl cat wanted nothing to do with cuddles or love until she hit about six and then she couldn’t get enough. She wanted to be in my face at all times, she loved giving kisses (bashing her face against mine) and, oddly, loved to be spanked.
I don’t think it means the same to me as it did to her, but she still seemed happy to have the sides of…
We're closing in on the end of the month! Things are still going pretty well for me. I've got my debt under control still, though I could use extra money each month so I could save. My weight is fluctuating, but I'm hovering around 153lbs instead of the 157 I started the month at. Work's getting busier and busier, which is no fun, but it can't be avoided. I've made progress on Veruca and Finn's last book, Knell, and I hope to have it done and submitted by the end of February. My volunteering is going well: every other Sunday and now every Monday with the Feral Cat foundation.
Now I've just got to get my tax stuff together, get it submitted, and hopefully be able to put all money I get back into my fund for my birthday trip to Germany! 🤞🏼
Looks like I skipped Sunday again accidentally. Monday was another good shift; the people I volunteer with are rather cliquey and don't seem to want to chat with me or get to know me at all, so I just ta…