Stories on the edge of familiarity
The Kitten Psychologist and the Kitten Reach a Conclusion comes out today! If you’ve preordered it, you’ll already have the ebook, and/or the print book will be on its way to you! If you haven’t, get on that ;) I honestly never expected this series to be picked up by a publisher in any way- as I said in my last email, I’d written it as a silly way to help myself get out of a decidely un-silly predicament. As
This month, on the 15th, the final instalment of The Kitten Psychologist series comes out! You’ll be able to buy and hold all six parts in your paws :D Now… I want to write this in a fun, light tone, matching what you’ll find in the stories. Unfortunately, I’m in a rather stressful few months which, interestingly enough, mirrors the stress that caused me to write The Kitten Psychologist and its sequels to begin with. You’ll be able to read
You may recall my kitten psychologist stories, in which a kitten gets the help of a psychologist unbeknownst to its owners and, well, shenanigans. Because what else do you expect when there’s a sentient kitten involved? Well, the series was picked up by Inkprint Press for Inklets, short stories by multiple authors published both digitally and in print twice a month over the course of this year (and possibly longer, but the ones I know about for sure are this
(Just jumping in now? Read the previous installment, The Kitten Psychologist and What the Kitten Did, or start at the beginning with The Kitten Psychologist.) Both Worn Jeans and Green Shirt looked at me. “Well, I have been having a hard time getting patients.” I said. “How did you know?” “You told me about it. Before you knew I was sentient. And you’d told everyone else about it just before then, if not so bluntly as you did me.” The kitten glared
(Just jumping in now? Read the previous installment, The Kitten Psychologist Tries to Be Patient via Email, or start at the beginning with The Kitten Psychologist.) Wednesday arrived, and 2:55pm found me in my office, sweating. I’ve really got to turn the heat down in this place. Oh. It is down. Well, crap. I’d cancelled my other appointments that day when it became clear partway through my first one that all I could think about was this one. This one in thirty
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