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I'm going to see Hadestown on Sunday night lol It clicked while Francesca was on a call with a project engineer. The project engineer was some snot-nosed college grad from ...

It's been a week I guess It had only been a few days since the first shift, and already this tiny piece of Chinatown made Francesca feel like she was ...

What week is it The interior coast of San Angelo Bay looked oddly familiar in this picture–not just in its shoreline, but in the precise patchwork of browns and greys ...

Partway down the hall, a streak of light sprayed over the carpet, barely escaping the single lit room in view. Francesca sighed. Even in the dark, she was pretty sure ...

I'm going to a hockey game tonight so I busted this out real fast hahahaha Francesca woke up sweating. Her phone screen lit up, blinking with a string of new ...

It Crithmis It needed something more though. With a shrug, she drew two stick figures in the center, and then ferried the patchwork back to her sewing machine. She fiddled ...

“I can’t believe the library puts up with this,” Arthur Jr. said. He stalked toward Francesca and Nadia and extricated their wine glasses from their hands. Francesca let it happen, ...

Or, you know, she could not. Francesca hung on to the assist grip on Persy’s passenger door like her life depended on it. Her sewing bag rocked back and forth ...

I have three sewing projects scattered around my living room. Maybe more. The UCBF professors sure liked to spout his name. If only Francesca could find out what exactly he ...

I ate so much pie y'all. ...He said you might know something about large scale magic." The professor made a disgruntled sound, and Francesca tapped the eraser of her pencil ...

*sigh* Tim blinked at her, and then went back to stirring the cocoa. “Maybe it’s a whole bunch of aether-loved.” “Maybe.” Francesca said, but she doubted it. How would a ...

“They do.” Jon let out a sigh so long Francesca wondered where he kept the air for it. “But this seems like something that could use a few additional angles, ...

I swear I'll publish again I really swear it “Uh.” Francesca eyed the expanse of writing in front of her. “Surprise me?” The stranger’s eyes gleamed. “Oh my gosh. Okay. ...

“Hey, no worries,” they said. And holy cow, they had dimples. Perfect dimples, symmetrically placed on either side of the face. Wow. Francesca dropped her phone again. Her hands were ...

When will my publishing schedule return from the war? Then her phone rang, reminding Francesca of the call she’d put on hold. “Ugh.” Taking this next call might as well ...