The Ladle Pact
Okay, so let me back up and explain how I ended up standing outside a taxidermy shop at eight on a Thursday night, holding a bottle of…
Longtime reader from USA, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is casual and chatty. I mostly write in NonHuman and Sci-Fi & Fantasy, especially stories built around the stranded-together story told without weather and people who work as therapists or similar real-world trades. Always happy to hear from readers who enjoy a real plot alongside the heat. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Okay, so let me back up and explain how I ended up standing outside a taxidermy shop at eight on a Thursday night, holding a bottle of…
I was twenty minutes into clearing out my locker on my Thursday off, wearing yesterday's sock because I couldn't find the other one, when…
The bus dropped me at the end of Fore Street and I stood there with two suitcases and a bad feeling about the weather.