ik this won’t get any notes which is why i usually post pictures in a set but this one didn’t relate to anything else idk i just want this boy to not be haunted by his past or w/e u know what im saying
book update: King of the Fire Dancers (Book 1 of the Shift Happens series) should have a mockup cover on the June 26th! i won’t be able to show everyone until it’s finalized, but yay! maybe i’ll have a little cover reveal party
also i am ridiculously proud of that series title lmao. anyway ya girl bout to have a book out soon and i’m nervous and excited. i should have a few ARCs (advanced reading copies) for a handful of people who are willing to actually read and review it
I tried to tell Quincy that we were standing in front of natural treasure and that we should appreciate it. He continued to pose with this vaguely indifferent expression, effectively rendering all of my photos useless.
This tiny little bat army crawled under my door and into my room. After researching for hours, i came to the conclusion that no bat sanctuaries, or any animal rescue places that will handle bats, are anywhere close enough to where I live. And since he’s not orphaned, and his mom [and siblings] are still very much in my attic, i decided to just deliver him back to his mom for the time being.
That was last night, and he has made his way back to my room two more times since then.
So I laid out a towel with a damp patch of honey and water, so he doesn’t dehydrate while he’s here, and I’m honestly just letting him chill in my room.
He crawled up to my bed to hang off the ledge of it earlier, and now he’s back on the towel drinking some honey-water.
he’s very smol
how he managed to crawl from the attic to my room three times is beyond me.