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A little cat chaos at the Milky Way Cafe in Foggy Dell😼

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The bell jingles and almost immediately there’s movement at my feet. I swerve, knocking into a table, glimpse a second cat and have to hop out of the way, bumping into a couple of chairs. A third cat comes in for the kill. Before I fall flat on my ass for the second time today, a warm hand catches my elbow. Reflexively, I grab the arms in front of me, steadying myself. “You okay?” asks August. We’re standing so close, that I can’t help but look into his eyes. Like really observe them. They’re blue with rings of brown around the irises and currently they’re filled with concern. I don’t like that. It’s disconcerting. “I’m fine,” I let go of soft green stitches and solid biceps to step away from him, which isn’t easy with the way the cats are weaving at my feet.
November 19, 2025 at 5:36 PM
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With a stack of notebooks, a whole rainbow of gel pens, coffee, and open tabs on my phone and laptop, I'm deep into worldbuilding for my next project.

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November 12, 2025 at 5:57 PM
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A little sneak peak inside the head of the EV from Foggy Dell 👀

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“Thank you.” I sit up a little straighter and smooth out my shirt. I put a lot of effort into matching my eyes to my shirt and hardly anyone ever notices. They’re always too busy asking who I am, and depending on how far things have progressed and how difficult they’re being, why I’m strapping them to a table.
November 12, 2025 at 5:39 PM
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Stacy isn’t a subtle investigator. When a blood-drained body is found in Foggy Dell, her sister is the main suspect, and Stacy is determined to find the truth.

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Bright lights and warm cottage vibes banish the foreboding of the night as I step into the lobby. A woman with white hair and a round face sits behind the front desk, arranging deep purple, red and orange flowers in a vase. “Good evening, dear. You must be Kate’s sister.” “That’s right, sister of the woman who is the primary suspect in a local homicide. Speaking of, can you tell me who was present at the inn last Friday or Saturday?” “Terrible segue,” she puts down a flower and replaces it with a pen and notepad, “but I’d rather not see Kate put behind bars, so yes.” “She very well could be the murderer.” The woman waves the idea away with a sun spotted hand. “When you get to my age, you can tell the good ones from the bad ones.” She gives me a sly smile. “Just you wait. Dating gets so much better.”
November 10, 2025 at 5:16 PM
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I haven't shared this WIP here before, but none of my characters embody movement better than Cordelia, coroner by day and masked hero way in over her head by night.
Cordelia spun and pushed off towards Beat. The lardeath swiped at him and he easily dodged, but the one guarding the door caught him. With an unsettling snap, the lardeath swung him away from the tram by his arm. Cordelia rushed forward, catching Beat as he stumbled. “Hey,” she said. “Hi,” he said, trying a smile that looked more like a grimace. “We’ve got to stop meeting like this.” “If by ‘this’ you mean, ‘wounded and in peril’ then yes. Speaking of which. . . ” She grabbed the speaker from his belt. “I’m borrowing this. Okay?” Cordelia didn’t wait for an answer, she locked eyes—locked was a strong word when staring at the eyes of a dead creature—with the nearest lardeath. “Come and get me,” she yelled, skating backward. Her yelling, movement, and the music from Beat’s speaker, all seemed to do the trick. All three lardeaths on her side of the bridge focused on her.
November 7, 2025 at 11:06 PM
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OCTOBER DAYE X WELCOME TO NIGHTVALE

When a blood-drained body is found at the edge of Foggy Dell, a quirky town in Northern California, Maisie—local ghost speaker—and Stacy—biologist and supernatural skeptic—become unlikely partners, investigating the mysterious death.

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A cork board with photos of the forest and ocean and notes pinned to it. The notes: “Vampire???”, “Time of death: midnight”, and “Tremulous Oak Sanctuary: might not be a cult (but also might be)”.
November 5, 2025 at 6:19 PM
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Maisie speaks to dead people, almost exclusively. Living people terrify her.

Stacy, biologist by trade and skeptic by nature, knows better than to trust anyone but herself.

But when a blood-drained body is found in Foggy Dell, they’ll have to work together to unravel the truth.

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Alt text: A cork board with photos of the forest and ocean and notes pinned to it. The notes: “Vampire???”, “Time of death: midnight”, and “Tremulous Oak Sanctuary: might not be a cult (but also might be)”.
November 5, 2025 at 4:21 PM
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A little peak inside everyone's favorite cafe in Foggy Dell

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The night sky theme continues inside the shop. Golden orbs hang at varying heights to give the impression of stars against the dark blue backdrop of the walls and ceiling. A stainless steel counter runs along one side of the room. A few shelves of books inhabit one of the corners and tables with cushioned chairs and benches fill the rest of the space. Something brushes against my leg. A mostly black cat with bright orange streaks like lightning branching out against a dark sky blinks luminous yellow eyes at me.
November 4, 2025 at 5:03 PM
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In this scene from Foggy Dell, Maisie really underestimates how angry Stacy is.

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“I’m glad that we’re helping her,” says Alex, and I find, in the energy snuggled under my tight throat and above my churning stomach, that I am too. We don’t have proof of her innocence yet, but a reasonable hunch, and I’m excited to share it with Stacy. I’ve only known her a day, but it’ll be nice to relieve some of her angst. Knuckles rap on the door and I rush to let Stacy in. “Hi,” I say. “We have a surprise for you.” “What—” Her gaze locks in on Kate by the couch. “Hi sis,” Kate half smiles. I thought I’d have to explain my keys theory before this became a happy reunion, but Stacy crosses the room immediately. It takes me a second too long to realize she’s not going in for a hug. Instead, she punches her sister in the stomach.
November 3, 2025 at 4:46 PM
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The word of the day is monster. Here's a little snippet (had to keep it short to avoid spoilers) from Foggy Dell.
“Thank you,” she brushes a sweaty lock of hair from her face. Her expression is hard, calculating. She’s deciding how to end this. End us. I should be paying more attention to her, reasoning or pleading or at the very least struggling, but. . . I’m too busy taking in the monster at the edge of the clearing.
October 31, 2025 at 9:02 PM
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Greetings from Foggy Dell, a town nestled between the perilous ocean and ancient redwoods of northern California, where tales of the strange might be more than just stories, and one way or another ghost speaker Maisie and supernatural skeptic Stacy are going to find out.

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A corkboard with photos of the forest and ocean and notes pinned to it. The notes: “Vampire???”, “Time of death: midnight”, and “Tremulous Oak Sanctuary: might not be a cult (but also might be)”.
October 30, 2025 at 7:01 PM
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OCTOBER DAYE X WELCOME TO NIGHTVALE

When a blood-drained body is found at the edge of Foggy Dell, a small town in Northern California, Maisie—local ghost speaker—and Stacy—biologist and supernatural skeptic—become unlikely partners, investigating the mysterious death.

#GhostPit #Q #PN #A #MM 👻
A corkboard with photos of the forest and ocean and notes pinned to it. The notes: “Vampire???”, “Time of death: midnight”, and “Tremulous Oak Sanctuary: might not be a cult (but also might be)”.
October 30, 2025 at 2:27 PM