Fiction: Dig Two Graves
Gaming: Shoppers For The Ghoul-Lords, Part 6
And I am done. The baronial newsletter is out, the stuff is out before deadline, two stories got submitted for likely rejection, the kids have been trick-or-treated and fog-machined and put to bed, and I even put together eight hundred words of flash fiction in a half hour that didn’t entirely suck. I got nothing left, folks. I am running on fumes.
Happy Halloween!
You’re far too generous, Moe ..
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(I just dropped by to post a brag about this nifty “haunted western” piece Moe’d put up on Patreon and how they should join in because totally worth it .. and lo, like a packet of candy corn among the whoppers and fun-sized krunch bars, there it is!)
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Mew
Halloween has come and gone, and now we Give Thanks for the bounties bestowed upon us!
(Listen to the Cat: the Patreon is worth several of those chocolate doubloons and/or ducats, perhaps even *real* money.)