Aug 12, 2026 | A Day In My Life
I was jolted awake just before dawn by a heavy weight on my chest and a low buzz in my ears. My pulse slowed when I realized it was only Boo, the eleven-pound Siberian Forest cat I’d inherited from my aunt Lydie, staring at me and purring at full volume. The cat never...
Aug 11, 2026 | A Day In My Life
Normally, I HATE waking up before my alarm, but as Tasha snuggles up to me under the covers, I’m definitely reconsidering. Tasha – local Chicago government hottie in the streets, local, uh, also hottie in the sheets. (Still workshopping that one). Why is she wearing a...
Aug 10, 2026 | A Day In My Life
Occupation: Puddlington postmistress I scraped the last bit of jam from the jar and spread it on a piece of toast as I prepared for my day. Jam is the only thing that makes National Loaf edible. The dreadful grey bread, apportioned to every family in England and...
Aug 7, 2026 | A Day In My Life
As I looked over my calendar for today, I smiled. I was living my dream life as Dr. Kara Clay, Veterinarian. I opened my animal clinic in Crystal Stream, my charming hometown in Central Florida, just over two years ago. It’s been quite a ride and full of surprises,...
Aug 6, 2026 | A Day In My Life
“Police, open up.” Shit. I roll over and look at my phone. Early. Sun hasn’t come up yet, early. The police pound on the door again. One more hit and it may just fall off the duct taped hinges that hold this aluminum house on wheels together. “Hang on. I’m coming.”...
Aug 5, 2026 | A Day In My Life
Grace Hartwell isn’t my real name. I mean, it is now. But I wasn’t born with it. I changed it shortly after my upgrade to Jacksonville Beach, after sharing a trailer in Central Florida with my addict mother and her lowlife boyfriend for most of my life. An experience...
