Chapter 11. And butterflies are free to fly

[thebestseller]

Sooo- who's this mysterious Spade that bid on a date with yours truly and has yet to cash in? Don't be shy, I don't bite. Often. Or very hard, come to think of it. I'm even fine going for coffee and discussing the finer points of life inside this crazy hippie commune.

Speaking of life inside this crazy hippie commune, I'm hard at work on my next books. One'll be a short story centered on the tumultuous love life of a man called Rusher. Who's totally a completely original character, I swear it. And the rousing success of "Our Friend Nannerpus" has inspired a sequel featuring that lovely huggy pink sea monster, Bernard. If you're all good, you'll get a preview soon.

Comments

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

Who would think that a big tentacle-y thing could be so darned huggy?

Oh yes.

Guard Cara is not fond of Charger either

[feathered-earth.livejournal.com]

Well hey, if you've got eight tentacles it just means you've got more hug to go around!

I'll look forward to reading that story with Mr. Totally Original Rusher.

bwahahaha

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

This is true. I'm just glad she's more into hugging people affectionately and not... hugging them too hard.

I'll try to make it as enjoyable as possible, then.