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Sorted: Episode 1

Get caught up on my serial fiction "Sorted: Episode 1" before Episode 2 posts this Friday. It's available via the link below or on Amazon or Barnes & Noble.   https://flittermousepress.com/products/sorted-episode-1-coming-soon?variant=31588130193526

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Pre-Order "Politics of Love" now!

Pre-Order "Politics of Love" now!

Excerpt: Maybe the modern world’s indulgence of the individual above all else was selfish. But in the absence of self-actualization, what was there? Once basic needs were met, like food, clothing, shelter, it was all that was left. It’s why it was a modern world problem. There were always queer humans. Indigenous people called them Two-Spirits. It’s just that the struggle to find food, warmth, and avoid sickness gave them little time to ponder their inner world. Shelley watched a young mother adjust a child on her lap while controlling two who sat next to her. Humans arrived in the...

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Jamis Bachman, Ghost Hunter - The Music

Jamis Bachman, Ghost Hunter - The Music

Jamis has rattled around inside my head for twenty years.  I could never quite get it together enough to bring her to the world.  Until I did, unexpectedly, in late 2017.  It took another two years to get here - and an amazing editor who believed in me. The music I associated with the story was constant.   I've created a playlist on Spotify to share with you.    Click below for the playlist - and read on for my commentary. Jamis, The Music Jamis/Johnna "Crazy" - Shawn Colvin  This is all Jamis.  It's her anthem.  There is a great...

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Bernie

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Bernie

Bernard Tolkien Jensen-Kennard, a.k.a. Bernie, Burns, Bernie-Burnsides, Bernard Kennard Unknown - 1/20/2020 Approx. 14 years old   I didn’t mean to get you. I drove to California to pick up Mayra. You saw me, jumped in my lap, and leaned against my stomach like you owned me. Carrie said, “Um, he doesn’t do that to anyone else.” Maybe she was pulling my leg. I don't know, but I said I couldn’t. I already had seven other dogs at home. Adding two more at the same time was insane. So I left you there, with a kiss and a goodbye, but...

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Junie B. Jensen - in Memory

Junie B. Jensen - in Memory

Junie B. Jensen July 21, 2007 (Gotcha day 3/4 years old)- June 29, 2017 AKA: My littlest. Bo-bittlest. The littlest, bo-bittlest of the bo-bittlest clan. Mick’s Widdle Waddle. Bug. Buggest. Beagle butt I got you almost 10 years ago from people who couldn’t see past your anxiety to understand your value. But I did. I saw the soul in your eyes. I knew you belonged with me. You ran out of their house and saw me and peed on their porch mat. I laughed and you jumped into my arms. You never looked back. I took you home and woke up the next day to...

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