Oh hai internets, so sorry for the months of neglect.
But. I am writing a book. And there was a bear. Ok, so there wasn't actually a bear. But there were wolves. And plants that are magic, not always nice magic. And silver scissors in the moonlight. And mysterious packages tied up in string. And many encounters with the Editing Beast.
Here's a snippet from one of the short stories I'm playing with this week...
"Each of the fabrics called to her. Her mind whirled with daydreams of dresses that would make her shine on the night when the wolves came to town. When the moon would be huge in the sky, and all the girls of the town would dance in the paling light.
One night of dancing kept the blood in their skins. One night of dancing would keep the wolves away for the hungry winter."
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