Well, Time Flew

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Well, Time Flew It has been a long time since I made a peep on this site. I won’t even look back at the date of the most recent post. I’m going to try to give a reasonable synopsis of what the fuck has been going on. So, first…welcome back (or just welcome, if you’re new here)! I’ve missed you, unless you’re a newbie or the, like, three people I’ve been talking with regularly. Fuck it, even then, I miss ya. Once upon a time, I had a fair rhythm going of writing, editing, and posting stories. That went to hell a few years back, even before the world nose-dived into the abyss of pandemia and Western fascist fuckwittery. Shit’s been busy and wearisome. The Reader’s Digest version is that my son came out as transgender, rumbling of a nasty virus started kicking up, my maternal grandmother died, the nasty …

Worried Trans Father

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The conservative government of Arkansas is in the midst of an all-out assault on the LGBTQIA+ community, particularly youths battling with gender dysphoria. A spate of bills, issued by the State House and Senate, have been aimed at transgender girls in school sports, gender transition therapies for minors, and preventing people and institutions who refuse medical care on the basis of “conscience” from facing consequences for their actions.

Shared Experience

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A wedding party joins the bride-and-groom-to-be for surprise excursion that ends up being more of a surprise than the attendees anticipated. This LGBT+ inclusive erotic vignette features anthropomorphic animal characters. I respect if that’s not your cup of tea. For those whose cup of tea it is—and those who don’t mind sipping from other than their usual fare—I thank you for visiting and reading. Feedback is welcome, indeed encouraged. A shiver ripples up your back, triggered by the growing murmur of voices in the lobby. It isn’t crowded, but the dark granite of the floor and walls picks up the voices and multiplies them into a pervasive drone. The slender figures of a tall cheetah and taller greyhound stand at the reception counter opposite the entrance. They kept details of tonight’s event quiet from all of you, and most of the invitees are abuzz with six months worth of accumulated …

Quiction Donation Reward – Lynx’s Tail

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A generous kitsune donated toward the preservation of my site just at the beginning of March, around when the world and certain parts of my family decided to sort of fall apart to one extent or another. Enormous thanks to said kind individual! Your patience is appreciated to an extent you may never fully know. Quiction is never supposed to take so long to knock out. Indeed, it only takes half an hour or so. However, finding creativity in a universe where nothing feels solid and everything seems a moment away from tumbling into chaos is painfully difficult. Excuses aside, thank you, thank you, thank you, dear reader! I turned about thirty different versions and approaches to this story over in my head before finding one that was as close to satisfactory to me as possible. It was very difficult to settle on one that felt right. Early attempts featured …

Donation Reward | Copy Cats

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Enormous thanks to Ghost Goat (@TheGhostGoat on Twitter) for the generous donation to the site. The Prompt “If you’re up for it, can I please have a thing that doesn’t feature GG at all, except at the end, when he shows up to make something along the lines of a :/ face?” Copy Cats The office was weirdly boisterous for a Thursday afternoon. There was a buzz of excited chatter radiating from the back corner of the space. More than half of the staff from the floor were clustered around the door to Marta Lin’s office. The young Accounts Payable temp waved her hands and begged everyone to settle down, heavy scales raised slightly in flustered self-consciousness. She blinked her dark eyes at the crowd and fumbled for words. Danny, the gruff sales manager, shouldered his way through the bodies and popped out just inside the office door. The manul …

Wintertime Secess

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Dearest reader(s) [and you other poor bastards upon whom I foist the senseless, reeking, tiresome mediocrity that constitutes a fair textual summation of the depth of my character]: Thank you for putting your eyes upon my words. You’ll never understand just how much it means to me that you’ve taken precious minutes out of your life to read my drivel. Thank you for interacting with me on Twitter and giving me a sense of community that, frankly, I cannot sustain in the flesh. Thank you for sending your questions, serious and whimsical, to my Curious Cat. Answering them never ceases to lift my spirits. This website has been active for a little under a year. I wish I could say that I had approached it with a greater sense of purpose, even though I’ve approached it with about as much purpose as I can muster. The stories I’ve started posting …

Words Trickle, Friends

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I’ve been quiet. I know. I can’t even say that writing has been a chore lately, because for it to have been a chore I’d have to have applied an appreciable amount of time toward it. So? What’s the hold up? July killed me. Well, technically it killed one of our cats. (Ok, strictly speaking, that was the vet, but we’ve already been over that.) August glanced down at my prone form, giggled a little, and soft-served out a steaming pile of life on top of my head. September hasn’t been terrible; it’s just sort of crouched beside me and smudged the mess ar—sorry, what? It’s October? Fuck off… It is not. Shitsakes…it is. Anyway. My employer, [organization name redacted], moved from the campus where it had been—in one iteration or another—for nearly ninety years to a temporary facility, allowing for extensive renovations. The process of culling out all the …

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