Well, I managed to finish my flash fiction for November. The cards drawn meant we had to write an urban fantasy that takes place in a hospital elevator, and there has to be a gun in the story. Here’s my entry: Better to Believe... Fewer Mutants That Way “What floor?” The woman peers at the …
It's been over a month since I've been inside a shop, and that was at my pharmacy as I signed a request for an urgent med refill. My husband and I are doing our best to be as safe as is possible during this pandemic outbreak. While I'm lucky to have him here with me …
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Hey, lovely humans who follow this blog! As of this date, the City of Ottawa is pretty much slowed right down. It's weird: while I'm typing, I can hear birds singing their flirty songs. The air is getting warmer, and the snow is melting. It seems so peaceful. You'd never guess there was a pandemic …
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Cait Gordon—Speculative Fiction Author 