Mm, some good reading today. Some "curl up with a hot cocoa in your pj's" good reading.
Asuqi is a February Femme Fatale with 150 words that melted into spots and hardened and now I can't pick them off. Here, darlings.
And for those who have been enjoying Death's trials, Chris Allinotte has a short story that, frankly, knocked my socks off here. Find out what the ghosts of misfortune get up to, and why maybe some are getting a bit big for their britches. And need a smackdown of apocalyptic proportion. Wait a sec, did I call them ghosts...?
Excellent reads for a snowy day! It's not quite the blizzard they were still predicting at, oh, 11 pm last night, but it's rather significant. We're closing in on eight inches. A couple inches more would be satisfactory, but who am I to complain? ;-)
ETA: Forgot to mention that I hurt my back rather badly a couple days ago, and I'm just now getting over it. Fuck, that hurt. So writing has been on a hold, but hopefully today, while B shovels (poor guy), I'll polish up the next section of Death's story.