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:blobcatpeek: hi there

Have I mentioned that my librarians-and-necromancy fantasy is out now? Spooky-sweet and full of warmth and weirdness.

If you want, you can read the first three chapters for free here: victoriacorva.xyz/books-bone-s

:blobcatpeek: ok thanks bye

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New time!

I'm a writer, a , and a moon in training.

I post a lot of and for free --

Almost all of it is hopeful. I like to see beauty in ugly or shunned things.

I toot awkward true stories in storytimes.

I love

I read A LOT of .

I'm the eldest of seven siblings.

I make audio vlogs and audio drama podcasts

I'm very awkward but do say hello!

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'It's just a pigeon,' said the girl. 'Let it die.'

The boy lifted it with gentle hands. It was too weak to struggle. He could feel its heartbeat against his fingertips. 'It just needs help, that's all.'

He nursed it day and night. Warmed it by a lamp, cleaned its wounds. Fed it from his hand. Every day it grew stronger. And larger.

After a week, it was the size of a cat. A month, a dog. It gazed at him with adoring eyes. And one day, it would carry him into the sky.

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She brought him the usual gifts at first. A mouse, a bird. A ribbon for him to play with.

She would run up with her gift in her mouth and prrt cheerfully around it. And he would pat her head and tell her she was a good and clever cat.

Then it was a coin with strange markings. A pendant, warm to the touch. A piece of lightning-struck wood.

He never knew of the shadowy figures that followed him, but neither did he have to fear them.

She was a good and clever cat.

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She saw on TV that ghosts made things cold, and she'd always had chilly feet at night.

So she found a stone with a hole through the middle and she waited under the covers until the chill made her toes curl.

Gently, she sat up, closing one eye and holding the stone up to the other.

Shimmering and thin as a beam of moonlight, the cat stretched and resettled on her feet.

She smiled and went back to bed, careful not to kick.

She'd always wanted a cat.

Okay all! I am not completely sure of Misskey at the moment, so I'm going to move my main to @vicorva for the time being and see how I get on (especially seeing as so many of my awesome tootfriends are from there).

Setting up the account redirect now. ^_^

ill, moving instances 

Hey all, so part of our roof caved in recently and we gotta get it fixed before we get heavy winter weather, plus I'm looking to buy a new car. So, fundraising ahoy!

ko-fi.com/katrani

Anything $9 or over, feel free to leave me a prompt! You'll get at least 100 words per $1, in fic or analysis as you wish!!

witcher 

Good morning :tootplanet: and tootfriends!

Today I wish you something reassuring. ✨

The familiar has been sitting on me since I got home.

If I shift position, he follows. So we've had chest, hip, shoulder, and now foot.

He's a good little guy.

Volunteering update (+), mh (-) 

Volunteering update (+), mh (-) 

Successful trial session at the charity bookshop. Very very tired, will report back when I get home!

bookshop volunteering soon, anxiety 

Good morning :tootplanet: and tootfriends!

Today I wish you a sense of connection ✨

Good morning :tootplanet: and tootfriends!

Today I wish you the ability to be kind to yourself ✨

work anxiety 

In other news, I handed in my volunteer application. I will have my test volunteering session on Thursday! D:

Not sure whether more excited or nervous. More nervous, probably. I feel quite sick.

But I will be in a bookshop again! A very lovely charity bookshop contributing to an important charity.

And I won't be employed which will be *so good*.

Today has been my wordiest day of 2020! And I'm feeling energised and motivated at the moment, so fingers-crossed there will be many wordier days to come.

So grateful to everyone who offered financial and/or emotional support. It was really empowering to leave the house on my own and I got to write in a much more creatively focused environment.

I wrote a little slice-of-life short story for .

Igneus Ill-Met watches his four-year old daughter and her undead pal as they experience snow for the first time.

πŸ“šπŸ”’ patreon.com/posts/32946633

Currently patrons-only I'm afraid!

(Also, I'm very pleased with this cover. Take a look!)

Hehehe. Writing is happening!

No picture as I'm actually writing on my phone (with keyboard) but this is a really good setup and it feels amazing to be out of the house on my own and writing in a new environment.

Downside: I miss my familiar. But he's had a large amount of attention this morning so I'm sure he's fine.

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