Short Stories

Lesbian Werewolves!

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Image of a path through mossy trees with leaves on the ground. In the foreground is a young woman who looks like Little Red Riding Hood. In the background, further down the path, is a fading image of a wolf.

Hello, my friends! I have exciting news. My werewolf short story, “Where Does It Hurt?” was published today in Zooscape: Issue 16!

“They say a werewolf’s bite hurts like hell, but they don’t know. The worst wounds werewolves give you are the ones nobody sees.”

You can read this bittersweet romance for free here. And you can read the rest of the issue here!

Thank you to all of you faithful readers out there for following this blog and giving my work a chance! I may no longer be on Twitter, but I am still writing like mad and delighted to share my new stories and biology adventures with you here. Keep calm and howl on! 🐺

Furry Arthurian Fantasy Tale: The Corvid King

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Hark, friends! Gather round! I have exciting news to share. My short story “The Corvid King,” originally published in the anthology ROAR Volume 10, has been reprinted in my favorite e-zine, Zooscape! You can now read the story for free online, accompanied by this beautiful illustration provided by editor Mary E. Lowd:

“The Corvid King” was inspired by an obscure bit of Arthurian lore: the rumor that King Arthur would one day be reborn as a crow and return to “save his people.” After finishing T. H. White’s brilliant Arthurian series The Once and Future King this year, this story now holds even more significance for me.

You can read “The Corvid King” for free here: https://zooscape-zine.com/the-corvid-king/ I hope it will encourage you to find magic in the ordinary stuff of life. And I hope you will check out the other fantastic stories in this issue of Zooscape! See the rest of Issue 14 here: https://zooscape-zine.com/issue-14/

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“King Pellinore: Who is that, Arthur?

King Arthur : One of what we all are, Pelly. Less than a drop in the great, blue motion of the sunlit sea. But it seems that some of the drops sparkle, Pelly. Some of them do sparkle!“

~from the musical Camelot by Alan Jay Lerner