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There are no pianofortes in this story, but I’ve always wanted to title something that way.  Yes, I’m odd. There are plots, though!  Lots of them! (Well, for localized definitions of the word “lots”) <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> “Hang on, Schrodinger!  You’re going too fast!” But I don’t want to be late!  The CrossCat went careening across the …

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Finally!  Now I just need to make sure I STAY caught up! <><><><><><><><><><><><> “I thought I was going to die,” Molly admitted, as she set gumdrops into the frosted wreath in front of her. The island was stacked high with mini gingerbread leaves – she’d decided she was bored with gingerbread men, and she didn’t …

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I’m working on it, I promise! <><><><><><><><><><><><> “Wait, she said what?” Drew stared at Pavel, torn between horror and admiration. “She said that–” “No, I heard you the first time.”  Drew sighed and put his palm to his forehead, wondering if maybe he could blame the entire last week on a fever dream.  His skin, …

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I’m so sorry, folks!  I am hoping to be fully caught up by tomorrow! In the meantime, here’s the December 10th episode. <><><><><><><><><><><> It was easy to tell when Old Man Winter entered CrossWinds Books. Molly was out in the tea room, refilling Lisa’s (one of her regulars) tea cup and chatting about Lisa’s upcoming …

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And a partridge in a pear tree!  Well, okay, no. But close. <><><><><><><><><><><><> It was cold, colder than Schrodinger had expected. The scent he’d been following for the last two Roads wound through the cold like a sharp ribbon, cutting the air around him into shards of icy glass, just out of reach. Old Man …

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You knew it was coming.  I can’t seem to write a story without pirates. <><><><><><><><><> “Well, well, well, you have fallen into a nice nest, haven’t you?” The familiar booming voice echoed through the entire house, and Drew grinned. “It’s a gilded cage,” he said, coming down the stairs. “I’m a golden bird.” “Indeed you …

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I’m sorry, but I finally, FINALLY got the breakthrough I needed!  You guys… I KNOW HOW THE STORY ENDS! Tomorrow, more writing! <><><><><><><><> “Am I late?” Lai rushed into the kitchen, the door banging behind her. “I’m so sorry!” she said breathlessly. “I had a conference call run long!” “You’re fine,” Molly said, setting another …

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Yeah, I know, I normally decorate the weekend after Thanksgiving. It’s been one of those years. My cards aren’t done yet either. That’s tomorrow, I think. <><><><><><><><><> Bang! The slamming of the front door jolted Drew from sleep. He lay there a moment longer, dazed, wondering what he’d heard. Then heavy footsteps clomped across the …

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Bad Crohn’s evening. 🙁  Sorry, guys. <><><><> “So wait a minute,” Sue Elder said, looking over at Molly. All three of the Terrible Trio had descended on the tea shop that afternoon, wanting to hear the story for themselves. The town was rife with rumors as to what had actually happened the previous afternoon, just …

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Today’s entry is a worrying one for me.  Why?  Because I’m changing the story.  Well, not the story, per se.  But the feel of the story.  And I worry that you guys, the ones who adored the first one, won’t like it. Note that doesn’t mean that I haven’t written it.  I have.  And I’m …

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