Serial Saturday Update and Still Sick

This flu is kicking my ass. However, I didn’t let it stop me from voting in the early election and I won’t let it stop me from uploading the latest chapter of my Five Nights at Freddy’s fanfiction, Everything Is All Right, Part IV: New Faces, Old Bones. I WILL let it stop me from blogging, though. So in lieu of any actual content, please enjoy this picture of my furry assistant editor, Dobby, who sucks her thumb when she’s sleepy.



She is freaking adorable, isn’t she?

Is that enough content? Probably not. Okay, here’s a painting I did, following The Art Sherpa’s excellent Beholder tutorial. If you paint, or if you’ve ever wanted to paint, I encourage you all to follow that link, grab some brushes and take a whack at it. Cinnamon has a way of breaking even the most intimidating projects down into manageable bites.

I think he’s very handsome, but then, beauty IS in the eye of the Beholder.

That seems like enough content for a blog post. Okay, here is my snippet for the latest chapter, which you can find over at and Enjoy, while I celebrate with a shot of Nyquil and go back to bed.


“There’s this guy at work,” Ana began haltingly.

“Same guy from the other day or a different one?”

“Same guy. So you know we got into it a bit. And by ‘we’, I mean ‘he’, and by ‘got into it’, I mean ‘called me a whore’, and by ‘a bit’, I mean ‘a lot’. After I got called out, he stayed there alone and threw a snit. When Shelly and the crew got back, the front office was trashed. And here’s where things start to get confused. It’s literally all anyone is talking about, but damned if I can find two people who can agree on exactly what went down. But the sheriff told me some of it and I guess I can trust what he’s got to say, and Hageman’s sister’s cousin’s girlfriend typed up the coroner’s notes, so I guess we can trust that angle too, and when it comes right down to it, the rest is all flavor text.”

“You’re losing me, baby girl. Why don’t we forget about who did the talking and just focus on what they were saying? The guy left the office and…and you said ‘coroner’, so now he’s dead? Is that what you’re saying?”

She nodded.

“Okay,” said Bonnie after a puzzled moment. “Call me an asshole, but so what? He was a jerk. Why do you care?”

“I don’t care that he died, I care how he died.”

Bonnie couldn’t see how that made any difference unless she’d been the one to do it, and clearly she hadn’t, but he went along with it. “Don’t keep me in suspense, baby girl. How did he die?”

“He got his head bashed in. All the way in.” She looked at him, her eyes troubled and sunk in shadows. “I heard the words ‘bone pudding’ today. All my years of living with Rider, and I have never heard a thing like that before. Someone broke Big Paulie’s head down into bone pudding.”


One response to “Serial Saturday Update and Still Sick

  1. Dobby is so adorable! Pictures of sleeping dogs (okay, all pictures of happy dogs) totally count as blog entries in my book. Keep ’em coming! (And feel better soon, though I’ve had the flu and I feel your pain.)

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