Life of a Writer of Weird: Little Shop of Dentists

Booking a dentist appointment today was too easy. One) they gave me an appointment for next week (and I didn't even mention my toothache) and two) they gave me one for the magic time of three o'clock which means I don't have to ask to leave work early or hang around until the appointment time. The dentist is so going to greet me with a chainsaw. Maybe I should take my dentist eating plant...

...or my stalker.

On the way home from work I gained a familiar. I stopped to pull an umbrella out of my bag and a black cat crept up beside me. It tried to walk in front of me but I started walking at the same time. So that I didn't trip, I stepped back and told it to go ahead and cross my path. It did, but maybe a cat can't curse (or shower you with good luck) unless it walks in front of you without permission. Which it then did for almost the rest of my journey.

Other Monday news included a desire to add a Glokenspeil to my WIP, an appropriate 'beak' for 'break' typo as my story has a bird theme, a contributor's copy (While the Morning Stars Sing) and payment for an upcoming story, and several sneezes.