Fantasy and Archives (& Pics of My Cat!)
Y’all know I love me some fantasy. So when a lovely agent wrote an amazing rejection for me a few months ago, urging me to rewrite Sinner Sharpe or submit something new, I took the chance to write something new.
Mornings And The Animals That Inhabit Them
A groggy pressure poured over my brain as I opened my eyes to a dismal, rain-soaked morning. My neck ached with the pangs of wrongful sleep, and somewhere in my head, the horrible dream replayed. I could barely relive it before blue-eyed and hungry, Xavier removed himself from the ‘down’ position, and rose up on…