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I recently discovered a little bookstore by the name of Fat Cat Books. I’ve spoken to the owner due to something related to my work and when she visited my office, she left her card behind due to my amusement and delight at the name of her store.

While I haven’t visited the physical bookstore — the few times the store is open clashes with my work hours — but the website looks promising. Nice and clean, easy to navigate, and an adorable fat cat sitting right on the homepage. The company boasts rare, vintage, and out-of-print books for sale and the prices don’t seem to be too bad either. Most seem to sit around the ten dollar mark and, while there aren’t any images of the book covers, each blurb has a little description of what the book looks like in its current condition along with the print edition it’s in.

It’s a fun site to browse around and their email always seems to be open for inquiries about books. Perhaps if you’re looking for a vintage title, or just want to support a small, indie bookstore, it wouldn’t hurt to look around Fat Cat Books.

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Posted by on August 14, 2018 in Home

 

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“Have a Prompt!” Saturday #117

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Posted by on August 11, 2018 in Prompts

 

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Too Many Options

I have so many writing projects I want to do.

Anyone ever go on that site Quotev? It’s basically a site where one can create quizzes and stories for other people to take and read. One of the more popular options of the site is to create “Choose Your Own Adventure” or the romance-equivalent “Who Would You Fall For” types of story-quizzes. I had a few story-quizzes on there that I haven’t updated in about three years because life happened, but I still get comments and likes on them to this day. Finishing up those little things are on the back of my mind.

I enjoy writing fanfiction, so filling up my Archive of Our Own page is on my to-do list as well. I feel as if fanfiction is less pressure but also still fantastic practice for writing and, perhaps, getting some constructive criticism, and I love the excitement that people share when it comes to common fandoms.

Then there’s Wattpad. I would like to put up some of my original stories there, gauge anyone’s reactions for them. Rachel and I are in a writer’s group, but that usually meets only once a month. The writer’s group is great, don’t get me wrong, but it does take awhile for us to read enough of a story to really garner an opinion on it.

I just want to start sharing my writing and reading others’ works more often. WordPress and Tumblr are great places to start, but in today’s digital age, I do want to reach out more.

Of course, to do that, I need to focus and pick which of my WIPs to prioritize.

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Posted by on August 9, 2018 in Home

 

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It’s Been a Little While

Like, almost a year, actually.

I’ve been more focused on Double Jump, the gaming blog I run with Rachel, for the past year. It’s be great, considering how much we both enjoy writing, gaming, and working together. We’ve been meeting awesome fellow bloggers in the gaming community, too.

This particular little blog has always been in the back of my mind. It was my first experience here on WordPress, after all, and it’s been a great help with writing, habits and multitasking, and another way to socialize. However, between my day job, Double Jump, and other hobbies that I’m trying to develop into skills, this daily blog was the one to hit the back burner first.

I want to come back to it, though. It’ll probably be more slice-of-life than just focusing on writing and reading, although I’m sure those will still be heavy topics on this blog, and definitely not everyday. Perhaps a post will appear a couple of times a day, maybe even going back to the weekend prompts and scribbles as well.

In the meantime, I hope everyone has been well!

 
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Posted by on August 7, 2018 in Home

 

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Sunday Scribble – “Touch”

Touch
(continuation of Autumn)

Our pay was average, but my “findings” enabled us to splurge a bit on dinner. A rack of beef to share, a fresh loaf of bread, and milk to wash it all down gave us one of the best meals we’ve had in a while. There were even leftover coins in Elsworth’s purse when I returned it to him at Luella’s insistence.

“It’s a shame,” Simon said in our room that evening. “That was a nice coin purse.”

“I’m sure the headman thought so too when he got it.” Luella’s words were accompanied with a soft smack to Simon’s arm.

I smirked at the exchange as I folded up my cloak on one of the room’s chairs. It was still rather lumpy with my daggers, bandages, and liberated items from our travels, but as long as no one sat on it, it was fine.

“You alright there?” I asked Brom, noticing he had been over by the wash basin for longer than usual.

He glanced at me before scrubbing at his shoulder with the available cloth. “Elsworth’s touch was sweaty. Feels like the spot can’t get cleaned.”

Simon’s and Luella’s voices stilled from their bickering at Brom’s response, and Simon was by our warrior’s side with a bound. He glanced at the spot, red from continuous scrubbing, and poked it gently.

“Think I have some aloe paste left,” he said, ignoring Brom’s slight flinch. “Want some?”

“I could freeze something for you to use to numb it,” Luella offered.

“Don’t strain yourself,” Brom told the mage. He did, however, nod to Simon. “I’ll try the aloe.”

“Want it wrapped in bandages?” I asked, unfolding my cloak.

“…Sure. Thanks.”

We moved to wrap up Brom’s shoulder, ensuring the bandages weren’t tight enough to hinder his movement or restrict his blood circulation. He swung his arm in a wide circle to test the bandages, his muscles only making a small tear appear by the armpit.

He ignored it, finding the tear insignificant, and nodded. His gaze anywhere but us, he murmured out another, “Thank you.”

“No problem.” Simon’s response was a loud contrast as he sealed up his small jar of aloe paste.

“If it doesn’t work,” I said, “let me know and I’ll get you some of the finest soaps this village sells.”

“Through legitimate means, of course,” Luella said.

“Considering you made me return the rest of the purse, we’ll have to see—”

“Let’s go to bed.” Brom cut us off, a small smile tugging at his lips as he fell onto one of the mattresses. Being the smallest and least likely to accidentally roll over onto his side after his episode, I took the other side of Brom’s mattress. Luella and Simon claimed the other.

I tossed Simon my extra pillow and he placed it on the floor next to his side. With how much he moved in his sleep, he wasn’t a stranger to his bedmate shoving him away only to have him tumble off the mattress. Being a deep sleeper, he tended not to notice until the morning.

The morning came much sooner than all of us cared for it to.

“It’s still dark out—” Simon’s words strangled themselves as a flash of light and a wave of heat washed into our room.

“Easy enough to see what’s gotten the village up at this hour.” Luella reached the window, hearing the shouts and alarms at the dragon’s appearance.

“Did the sands and troughs help keep the fires from spreading?” I asked.

“Difficult to tell with the smoke,” she answered.

“Are we staying to help,” was my next question, “or are we booking it in case the village feels our work wasn’t worth the payment?”

Luella’s eyes rolled and she grabbed her staff. Brom already had his axe in his hands and Simon shouldered his pack of supplies. I sighed as I put on my cloak and touched the hilt of my daggers.

“Here’s hoping chasing off a dragon is worth more than sanding a field,” I said, leading the way out of the inn and into the fray.

 
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“Have a Prompt!” Saturday #116

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Posted by on October 7, 2017 in Prompts

 

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Sunday Scribble – “Autumn”

Autumn

The fires were getting worse, a tell-tale sign that autumn was on its way. The dry leaves, twigs, and old trees provided perfect fodder for the wild dragons’ attempts at keeping their territories warm.

“Why they can’t just fly south for the cold season like birds, I’ll never know,” Brom grumbled. “They’ve wings, don’t they?”

“They’re more reptiles than birds,” Simon said, hefting a couple of buckets of water over to the trough. It was to keep a ready supply of water in case some of the crops did begin to burn. “With their territorial instincts, they’re more apt to warm up their surroundings than go elsewhere. I’m sure most have hoards to protect—”

“Spare us the biology lesson, please,” Luella said. She was resting on an overturned bucket, having used her energy on creating a raincloud to quench a brush fire that had gotten dangerously close to the local town’s wheat fields.

“I’d be able to spare it if Brom paid attention when I explained it last year and the previous year before that,” Simon said. He ducked away from the handful of sand Brom tossed his way. “Seriously, you complain every year.”

“Probably because I don’t like using my skills to shovel dirt around to prevent forest fires,” Brom said. “I’d rather be getting paid for bashing in the skulls of bandits.”

“Oh, c’mon.” I dumped out half a bag of sand on a pile of dead undergrowth, ensuring that it wouldn’t catch fire should the dragons make their way over to the crops. “There’s plenty of payment opportunity in helping villages with chores like these.”

Glancing up, I stared at the villages doing the same work as us in the distance, working hard to prevent their fields and homes for burning should a dragon arrive.

My gaze caught Luella’s narrowed one. “How many of these villages still have their coin purses?” she asked.

“Most of them, I suspect,” I said cheerfully, nudging around the pile of sand with my foot to even it out. “Honestly, I haven’t lifted a purse from a person today.”

“But if you found one unattended,” Brom said, “say, with other supplies lying about, then…”

“Finders-keepers,” Simon and I chanted in unison.

Luella’s baby-blues rolled. “You’re all horrible.”

“Says a lot about how used to us you are if that’s your only reaction,” Brom said.

Our mage gave him the driest look I’d ever seen her muster before turning to watch some of the other villagers. I kicked some more sand around, more than ready to quit for a snack, as my attention wandered to the inn rooms we had secured for the night.

“Are we done yet?” Apparently Simon had similar thoughts.

“Perhaps.” Luella stood up, stumbled momentarily until Brom caught her elbow, and added, “The headman is coming closer.”

I stood up straighter, my hands deftly double-checking that the “found” purses were well hidden in my pockets, and waited with my companions as the headman caught up to us.

“Thank you all for your help,” Elsworth said, giving us a small bow. Luella gave a brief one in return, Brom inclined his head in a nod, I didn’t even think to join in, and Simon’s gaze was fixed on the smiley face he was toeing in the sand.

“The preparations went so much smoother with such strong help.” Elsworth clapped a hand on Brom’s shoulder, and our warrior’s free hand twitched. It was a feat that Brom didn’t shake off the contact. Had it been a few years prior, I would have marveled at Brom not outright punching the headman.

“We’re always happy to help for the right price,” Simon chirped with a cheeky wink.

Elsworth chuckled. “Ah, that’s right, always know what your work is worth! Come on back to the square and I’ll get my assistant to give you your wages before you turn in for the night.” He turned away to head back before glancing over his shoulders at us. “By the way, if you happen to find a red-skinned coin purse, please let me know. I seemed to have misplaced it.”

As soon as Elsworth was a few paces away, Luella shot me a glare while Brom raised an eyebrow inquisitively.

“Finders-keepers,” I whispered to Simon’s muffled laughter.

 
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Posted by on October 1, 2017 in Scribbles

 

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