Former English professor, changing careers to go into social work. SF/fantasy writer. Episcopalian. Licensed lay preacher. Hospital volunteer offering spiritual care in the ER. Spinner, weaver, knitter.
And a few other things, less easily labeled. The title of this blog is a phrase John Clute used to describe the plots of my first two novels. It both amused and annoyed me, and I finally decided to reclaim it as a badge of honor. Would you prefer rickety contrivances of doing bad?
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ReplyDeleteThis is such a classic picture of a cat lover.
Thanks, it made my day!
You're welcome, BB!
ReplyDeleteAww! Susan, that's so adorable! Does Figgy snuggle up to Gary a lot?
ReplyDeleteJoy!
Lee
Hi, Lee! Yes, Figgy loves his dad. He and Bali are really Gary's cats; Harley's a mama's boy, and snuggles with me every morning.
ReplyDeleteThat is awesome :-)
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