Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 20 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… Poked in the ribs by the dandelion plate and leaning my tired face against my hand, I could just see the bits of the red scar where it trailed up to my wrist. There was…
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Actual quote from my vampire husband: “The sun is out–Aagh!” Separately: It seems I have a two-headed tulip in my garden (which also looks a bit vampiric).
Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 19 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… My arm was stiff, though, aching and burning somewhere deep. Now that it was bare, I turned it over, and found, hooking around the back of the elbow, an angry red scar that hadn’t been…
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Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 18 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… While I was lost in those (not) thoughts, the bus stopped, and someone else got on. Someone tall and thin, carrying some sort of stick or cane. They had a thick mane of hair, the…
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Today I have done something almost unprecedented! I bought flowers for my garden and planted them all in one day! Happy gardening!
Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 17 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… And when the sun-dazzle cleared from my eyes I was standing on top of my stool again, in the workroom. My nose was again inches from the clay surface, and the upper-left corner was now…
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