First things first: It's Friday, so you get a cat photo.
This week, I received a flattish parcel that was easily converted into a fabulous cat-house. The girls love it. They've used it both as a resting spot and a tunnel. Fun!
Second: I completely forgot to share a link to a friend's recent release.
Riding With No Hands by Harrison Wilde
I haven't read the updated version but I can tell you that Harrison Wilde's writing is solid. The story is a difficult read, focusing on abuse and sexual awakening during his 13th year - difficult meaning "gut-wrenching". I think I found it especially difficult because the author is a friend and I hate it that he went through such horrible experiences; it's hard reading about the horror someone you care for had to deal with. But, he survived and has thrived, so at least I was able to close it knowing, "He's okay."
In other news: It's that nice in-between season when it's not too cold, not too hot. Because we've had a wet spring, we have a limited amount of time to get the deck painted before the real heat descends (too late to beat the mosquitoes, unfortunately), and there's a lot of busy work to do while we can still throw the windows open. So, I'm not finding a lot of time to sit down and write and if Monday Malarkey and Fiona Friday are all I can get to, so be it.
National Poetry Month is over. Darn. I love National Poetry Month. I didn't manage to finish up any more poetry books beyond the three I wrote about, but I still have some checked out from the library. I've got some other books that have priority on my mental reading list, though, so it remains to be seen whether I'll get to them or not.
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