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Hoomans, Utter Fail…

Hoomans! Console me. First, though, for those who don’t know me, I am Zulejka, epitome of Cat, pinnacle of Beauty, queen of Tiny Pawsies, and only my hooman knows how much I poke my kitty nose into corners and decorate

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He lounges in the shadows…

He lounges in the shadows that embrace him, his long legs clad in leather and stretched out across the rock floor. Crossed at the ankles, his boots flicker faintly from moonlight leaking in and reflecting off the crystals in the

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Story in Images: the Guild Dancer

HOOMANS, this is cat Zulejka here first to warn all you hoomans with kittehs out there who might not know this! I was playing with this long thin rope-string and my hooman left me unsupervised with it while she went

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Essence & Elixir: their story in images

“They should never have hurt you,” he said. NOTE: AI images were used in this blog post, but I no longer support the use of AI, nor do I use it, because I don’t like the extractive direction big corporations

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Super-Cat Strikes at Book Trailers

If you’re as exhausted as I am, here, have a 56-second-long video of my super-cat kitty-crashing my book trailer (she just can’t help herself) –> She stole that video! BUT! I have others that use ALL THE DRAMA! All. The.

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Hooman is Away; Kitteh will Play

Zulejka here, usurping hooman’s blog.For hoomans who do not know me, I am the embodiment of all things dainty. Behold my delicately curled paw placed gracefully upon the other: I can be a zigzag. Or be put in a bad

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Hooman, Behold My Travail

Hoomans, behold the burden and the turmoil of my difficult life: My hooman interrupts my languishment: [No, you do not behold any half-eaten dish of chicken meat (that hooman cooked earlier) camouflaged upon the bedsheets]. Hoomans, pity me. See how

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A Healer’s Story (in Images)

Years ago, a woman drifted into the workspace where I host writing meetups every Saturday. She was dazed, floaty, and alighted on one of the couches. She couldn’t speak for a while, obviously utterly overwhelmed by something. She made to

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Another Story in Images (I’m officially addicted…)

Because I’m addicted… here is another story in images. No life update this week because my life is just too mad. It will bite your head off. Like, stabbing my finger so hard while cracking walnuts that I sliced a

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I have not showered since…

I have not showered since Saturday. My hair is a ball of frizzy fluff on top of my head. My drains have not drained properly since Sunday–‘drains’ being the kitchen sink and bathroom sink and the shower drain (ALL THE

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When I was twenty-two, I ran away to Prague, where I now sing to my black cat (who collects dustballs in her whiskers), eat chocolate for breakfast, and have lemon tarts every Thursday.

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