Well, last week Shawn gave me another heart attack when we thought he might’ve had a partial blockage. Some xrays revealed something weird in his tummy but some special food and hairball medicine seemed to help, and he was swiftly back to his usual self.
Then I got sick again last weekend, because this year is determined to see my on my deathbed before it’s over, apparently.
So last week was pretty shot but we’ve all made it to the end of this week. I finished a draft of the fundraiser short story tonight (about 7300 words for the zero), but I want to let it rest for a couple of days before I clean it up and send it out. I need to write an author’s note for it as well.
Tentatively looking at sending it on Wednesday, so if you’d still like to grab it, you can do so for a buck on the fundraising page. The page will remain until the story is sent out, so likely Tuesday will be the last chance to grab it. If you miss it, it’ll go up on Patreon sometime early next year.
Gonna go collapse now in bed with my devil kitten and finish the new season of Mrs. Maisel.