#how am I suppose to work and clean and write and fight that algae bloom in my tiny pond with this many spoons?

[incompleteninny]

The forty-sixth free, unedited chapter of my upcoming book, “The Heist at Cordia Aquarium” is now available on its website (or click here to read from the beginning).

I’m plain exhausted. It’d be nice to spend all day writing and editing and drafting, but The Energy. It eludes me. Or work steals it all.

Avery's consciousness zips back to the world through a dizzying swamp. A journey of swirling thoughts, fluttering eyelids, and an inexplicably dry mouth. It's gross. Like she's got a shriveled up sponge for a tongue. In a few moments, most of the discomfort passes and the world materializes around her: the subtle scent of lavender and lemongrass; rays of early sunset that tint the world red; a steady, eerie creak.

Comfortable, warm, and haunting. Waking up around this time has always felt like that. Felt weird. The creaking doesn't help.

What happened? Where am I?

Her fluttering eyes shoot open and she props herself up. A plush, violet couch supports her now-awake self, herbs creep up from multicolored pots, and Valerie swivels in an office chair behind a mahogany desk. Avery goes to speak, but the words catch in her throat at a rush of memories. The school trip, the girl who lost control, overexerting herself.

Did I pass out?

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#capitalism continues to be a mistake #how am I suppose to work and clean and write and fight that algae bloom in my tiny pond with this many spoons? #I want to be able to just blip out of existence for a bit like I'm taking a trip to the grocery store #but would I even feel rested after I blipped back into existence? probably not #I guess I'll keep destressing by listening to Dear McCracken and Mrs. Potter's Lullaby in the shower #book tags for the road #queer novel #queer protagonists #very good eldritch kitty with teleport powers #probably also gay