I’ve been in love three times in my life. Real, meaningful love, that is. First doesn’t count, that’s just crazy hormone crazy nutbar crazy insanity. Crazy.
I never had a chance to say goodbye to the first real love of my life. I think I’ve written of Norm before, but even so…today feels like a day to remember old loves and old happiness.

It’s been a long week here at casa Lee slash Wetherup. So much stuff going on, most of it unnecessary to the daily functioning of our home and lives that… well, it’ll suffice to say we made it through. This week has shed some light on spots in our own lives where things could be better, and how we can take steps to improve ‘em. This is a good thing!

Due to issues outside my life and bubble, everything is late this week. As of October 1st, at least until the end of November, things will be back on track.
So – use the contact form, comment below, send snail mail, vote in the poll – let me know what you’d like in October & November!

It’s been a while since I wrote a short for one of Terrible Mind’s flash fiction challenges and actually posted it. It’s about time… and I really like this one. As my daughter would say: “Oh, the feels!”

Today you’re going to go on a bit of a treasure hunt. Yes, seriously. No, I’m not kidding. Stop whinging, get some coffee in a thermos and away you go.

Okay, I’m a few days early, but nonetheless, Happy Mabon!
The Creating New Pagan Family Traditions chapbook for Mabon went through the publishing process yesterday, and is now available on Smashwords, Amazon Kindle and at Etsy.

Galleys Between – Recovery is FREE today at Smashwords!
Justine has worked hard to forget the Galleys Between and her time there.
Recovery was hard. It took a lot out of her, and it took a long time to put the pieces back together.
Now an adult on her own, she is in college; best friends with Nigel, working with a little group of paranormal researchers from her favorite professor’s class, putting the past well behind her.
Soon, they become tangled in trying to stop a collapse of the veil between our world …