Archive | May 2019

Hidden Mall 68: Sensible đŸ·ïž

For a heart-stopping moment, Abby thought they were back home.

The mall looked normal.  It looked right.  The signs were in the right places, the stores looked normal; even the music sounded right.

“Where is everyone?” Liv whispered.

Abby turned slowly in a circle, moving all of her friends with her.  “Where is everyone?” she repeated.  There was – there was literally nobody around.

“No corpses,” ‘Via pointed out.  “That’s a plus.”

“No anyone,” Olly added.  “Not sure that’s a plus or a minus.” Continue reading

Haunted House 48: Nice Guy

First: A story featuring a male keeper and a female Kept.
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They rode on for a while before Jasper broke the strange silence again – not with anything related to their previous conversation, but just to tell MĂ©lanie more about what he’d found and who he’d spoken to while at the market.  After a few minutes, MĂ©lanie realized that he was giving her notes on his business – the people that he knew to talk to, the ones that he avoided, the ways that he tried to drum up more business. She found herself snorting.

“Networking.  It’s the end of the world – as we know it – and you’re networking.” Continue reading

Running in the Bear Empire 44: Tricks

First: Running in the Bear Empire
Previous:43: Trapped
Next: 45: By The Numbers
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The boulder jutted into the path, cutting it off until someone had carved their own path around it.  From the looks of the trees growing in and around it, it had fallen over a hundred years ago, but Deline could still see how the path had been warped.  It meant that until they came to the sharp edge of the stone, they couldn’t see anything ahead of them.

Carrone stepped ahead of her and she let him, her slingshot ready.  He hissed and took a step back, an arrow flying over his shoulder.

Deline grabbed a handful of components from her hip pack and began a spell under her breath.  Just as she was starting to speak, a voice boomed from the far side of the boulder. Continue reading

Thimbleful Thursday: Here and There

“But who are you?” The woman at the gate was staring at the interloper. “What is your name and what are you doing here?”

“What I am doing here, I have already told you.” The woman popped up her umbrella as an unseasonable and unexpected rain began. “I am here to speak to Madam Thare Oliphant.”

“The current mistress of the house is not Thare Oliphant, and hasn’t been in two hundred and seventy-two years.”

“You’re remarkably well-informed for a gate guard.” Continue reading

Read Me Elsewhere

So I haven’t been all that up on posting things but hello, there’s always fiction of mine scattered all over the web!

On Ko-Fi, free for anyone to read:
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About the Gate – research can only get you so far
Mother Whale – Bear Empire: The people of every spirit have an origin tale.
The Science of Frienship – Science! Friendship can’t be measured, can it?

On Patreon – those that are free are marked with a * – This month is Gates, Borders, and Crossings; last month was Gardens; March was Research
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“Share-Alike” a Concept map – a) can I make a map in MS Paint (yes?)
Post-Apoc Cul-de-Sac – a map
*The Science! Laboratory – Directory
*Map – A preview, Map – Another Update/Preview – and  – Map – another preview snippets of the ShareAlike map with  atlas notes
*A scribble and a doodle of a story map – post apoc Fae Apoc
*Cya’s Cottage – a sketch floorplan

Visa – These border checks were getting ridiculous. 
Margen’s Wort – She had lost the last Margen’s Wort in 1066.
*Visit the Lady’s Garden – Addergoole: “So you get your own garden? But – no bed?”
Ladies Who Garden – Whitney was not expecting this particular help.
Micro Greens – a Dragons next Door story
Recording the Past – a story of Eva and Aunt Family
The Trouble With…  a continuation of The Trouble With Chickens and all other stories in The  Feltenner Chickens section of the Science! universe.
Discovery – Aud, Sage, and research, Dragons next Door
Differential Diagnosis – A story of Faerie Apocalypse

The Origins of
 Science!
*Downsizing – Tinies? – this movie wasn’t even good at Tinies.
The Men Who Stare at Goats and other Research IRL 

Storm Front…  Yesterday was some pretty amazing banding weather.
Happy Caturday – Oli, in a tree

Recipe Blog: Basic Cooking Toolbox – what I want if I have nothing
Browned Compound Maple Butter – a delicious recipe

The Expectant Wood – Nimbus’ Journey continues with Chapter 37: Creatures Great and Small and
Chapter 36: Lies and Lizards

On Archive of Our Own – free to read and ongoing.
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Exchange Students – Harry is going to Addergoole. Porter is coming to Hogwarts. Nothing could possibly go wrong!
Reconstruction – The war is over, and yet Harry, Hermione, and Ron, Neville, Luna, and Ginny find they have another war on their hands. What’s more, Harry appears to have an enslaved Draco on his hands.

Free to read and new, one-shot:
Harry, Found – Harry Potter had been missing for a year…
Living – End Game Spoilers  
Don’t Hit Hermione – My response to Hermione-abuse fanfictions.

On Mastodon – free to read and fun to join; super short fics
Ficlet with a portion of a map sketch, Autumn, Stranded
Reinventing the Wheel
Once Upon a Time comes to Fae Apoc – darkfic crossover Fanfiction 

On Sufficient Velocity – an interactive Fae Apoc Quest. 
Rhiannon was not expecting any of this.  But now she’s got to figure out what to do while a bunch of jerks keep attacking her city. 
Oh, and she needs new pants. 

And while I’m having trouble keeping it updated:

http://www.edallyacademy.com/ 

A Weekend, the Sun, the Cold, and the Cats – a blog post

This is going to be a sort of generalize life-of-Lyn post, so hello!

Yesterday, we took the boys to the vet (that’s Oli and Theo, my boycats) for their annual checkup and rabies booster.  They remain pretty, fluffy, in good help and well taken-care-of, according to our vet, and they even swallowed their pills like good boys.

I’ve been sickish for about a week and a half, so if I’ve been quiet, other than scheduled posts, that’s why.  Did you know your sternum can get inflamed?  It kind of sucks. It’s called Tietze Syndrome or Costochondritis (although looking these up, WebMD seems to think they’re different things, my doctor put both on the paperwork).  It’s — well, annoying, on a good day.

Ahem.  Continue reading

Hidden Mall 67: Dormant Malls đŸ’€

Yadira offered them a place to sleep but seemed not in the least surprised when they didn’t take her up on her offer.  She showed them a doorway after that – and seemed more than a bit surprised that they did take that.

“I’m starting to think that it doesn’t matter which door we take,” Abby admitted.  “I think it’s more about our, uh, our mindset or something like that. The way we go through the door.  Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe there’s a formula. But -“

“But maybe we oughta just talk to the malls,” Olly finished. “Because maybe the malls can tell us where we have to go.”

“Or kill us,” ‘Via countered.  “Or send us in circles. The malls are not our friends.  I don’t know why anyone thinks they are! The malls are-“

“The malls, you heard her,” Liv huffed.  “The malls, they used to be benign-“ Continue reading

Haunted House 47: Spurious Reasoning

First: A story featuring a male keeper and a female Kept.
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MĂ©lanie brought both hands to her neck.  “Obviously-” she started slowly, not sure how anything she wanted to say would be taken, “I can’t be considered to be on the wrong side of a collar, since I’m not on any side of it.  Though I think you owe me a piercing of some sort, sir.”  She cleared her throat. “And, ah. I want to be here, remember that?  Please remember that?”

“Only if you call me Jasper again.”  He brushed his knuckles very lightly against the side of her neck, just over her hand.  “I haven’t upset you, then?”

“No, sir – Jasper.  No, not at all.”

“You’re sure?” Continue reading

Thimbleful Thursday: Envelope

“What…. what is it?”

Esuyp had been locked up in the old building for months on end, emerging only to do her required part of the settlement’s labor and fix the things that needed fixing, sometimes to eat and even more rarely to sleep.  Qiameth had been running back and forth between Esuyp’s workshop — so they all assumed it was — and the old school buildings, muttering to herself.

Now the thing — the result of every minute of leisure time for two people for over half a year in a settlement where everyone was working steadily — was out in the middle of the Green and the whole settlement was staring at it.

“What is it?” repeated the Eldest.   Continue reading