The cold persisted through the night and the next day, making it very difficult for Molly to find the enthusiasm to get out of bed. It was her day off, after all, and the bed was warm. Schrodinger had snuggled in next to her when Drew had gotten up, putting his head on the pillow …
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(personal/writing) Heading back into my life
Posted on March 3, 2019
It’s been a weird couple of months. On the one hand, it’s full of awful anniversaries, and I think I would be happier if I could just skip February and March every year, and go directly into April. However, that’s not a superpower I have, so I guess I’m going to have to learn to …
(personal) Well, it’s been a while
Posted on March 2, 2019
I haven’t been doing much in the blogging way for a while, simply because I didn’t feel I had that much to say. I’m surviving. I’m writing in bits and pieces lately, mostly snippets of poetry that I’ve been posting to my Facebook page. I’ve never really considered myself a poet, but that’s where my …
(advent) Monday, December 17
Posted on February 10, 2019
Monday had dawned gloriously clear and very, very cold. So cold that it felt like she was inhaling shards of ice instead of air when Molly stepped out of the warm kitchen, and even Schrodinger bounded directly to the Jeep rather than exploring around. He still refused to wear the woolen boots that her mother …
(advent) Sunday, December 16
Posted on February 10, 2019
“Wow, look at all the people here!” Zoey paused in the doorway to the second floor of CrossWinds Books. “It’s packed!” “Why are you surprised?” Lily said from behind her. “Santa’s coming today! Of course it’s busy!” She nudged her friend forward. “We need to get moving. The others are right behind us, and these …
(advent) Saturday, December 15
Posted on January 13, 2019
The snow had finally ended around noon on Friday, and to Kaylee and Gideon’s delight, Old Man Winter himself had brought his massive sledge to bring them back to their car, then to the library to drop off the box (which turned out to be full of books wrapped in brown paper, mysterious packages of …
(advent) Friday, December 14
Posted on January 12, 2019
Molly’s first thought was that her bed felt weird. Not cold, but the comforter wasn’t hers, and while Schrodinger was sleeping in his normal spot at the end of the bed, Drew wasn’t there. In fact, the narrow bed wouldn’t have fit both of them. Then she remembered the night before, when Kris had found …
(advent) Thursday, December 13
Posted on January 12, 2019
Molly? Do you have a minute? “I always have time for you,” Molly said, turning from the dishwasher and smiling down at Schrodinger, who had come in to the kitchen quietly. Her smile faltered when she saw the droop of his ears and tail. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling okay?” You and Drew would tell …
(advent) Wednesday, December 12
Posted on January 6, 2019
Nelson sat in a corner of the Harbormaster’s Hall, a cup of strong coffee cradled in his callused hands, and brooded. The large hall was light and airy most of the time, but the weather had turned grey and forbidding, and his corner in particular was gloomy. Not that he minded – to him, the …
(advent) Tuesday, December 11
Posted on December 30, 2018
Tuesday, December 11 Come on, Molly! Schrodinger danced around the kitchen, anxious to be off. We’re going to be late! Molly laughed at him as she pulled her coat on. “We can’t be late, silly,” she said. “They have to wait for us to get to anywhere else! Besides, we have everything they need to …