Author Archives: tracy

Daisy Doggo says, “Hello!”  And, I say hello! Quick update (with cat pictures later)… I’m still writing.  The crazy bit is how much my job at the Land of Lunch is influencing the world of the story.   I’ll give you … Continue reading →

Good morning! How are you? It’s been a hot minute, I know, me and my hot minutes. They get longer and longer.  This picture/meme is the perfect visual for what’s going on in my brain. As you may or may … Continue reading →

Igor, the Twelfth, Squared hesitated at the library door. He could hear the faint scritching noise of an old quill pen on parchment paper. He sighed. The boss was at it again. The Others would not be pleased. Unfortunately, it … Continue reading →

Out the windows, I can see a spider hanging on its web from a tree branch. It is a rather precarious place to hang with wind and rain forecast to arrive later. A large moon peeked through the tree limbs … Continue reading →