So! My foray into writing poetic filth is free for another few days (till Friday, March 8th), and NO, that alliteration was not intentional. Which means if you’re into things like my attempts to write pretty prose about a sexy,…
So! My foray into writing poetic filth is free for another few days (till Friday, March 8th), and NO, that alliteration was not intentional. Which means if you’re into things like my attempts to write pretty prose about a sexy,…
WHY AM I LIKE THIS? I sent a newsletter about a Thing, and let’s now play SPOT THE TYPO! PROOF that I ‘beed’ a break for sure. And I sent like fifty million test emails to myself and STILL didn’t…
And he said: “I just took a p!ss in the pub you live above.” Me, thinking a million things but only saying: You’re here? Downstairs? Him: I’m waiting for the bus at the bus stop in front of your place.…
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 are taking it and how they are trying…
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…
“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…
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.…
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…
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…
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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