Et tu, Spring?

Really now, Spring?  This is how you’re gonna play it?

 

 

 

 

 

Seems like the perfect afternoon to coddle a migraine and attempt to get some writing done.  The new Ylendrian Empire story, In Discretion, is jamming along nicely.  We have achieved infection.  Next up, Unsettling Feelings From the Past.

Provided my cats don’t smother me with their blubber glee when I get home, that is.

There is also the rumour of frickles this evening.  Should this happen, I will no doubt become a filthy frickle flaunter on twitter.  Brace yourselves.