My tarot cards yelled at me yesterday. Like, a five card spread reprimand from the deck that is usually gentle. And while I did not expect that on a Monday, I probably needed it. So here I am, getting in some writing before I buckle down for the day and kick my outreach engine into gear.

I see your striped baby and raise you... an orange floof croissant.

Hey y'all. Reminding you to drink your water, take your meds, and have a snack. Gotta rest to be able to keep going. ♥️

This is Sweet Caroline, our orange floof. Like her, I am also chilling and recharging this Sunday.

No more presents needed. Clyde knows he is the gift that keeps on giving, 365 days of the year. #cats

And I guess listeners could just do genres too... Hours listened means you could have a tent-size project by this time next year. But hey, this is supposed to be fun, so you do you.

So, here's MY project primer:

Full-time audiobook narrator, part-time author, and frequent educator? Check.
Gen X & neurospicy creative with moderate caffeine dependency? Check.
Celebrating Black lives, queer lives, and trans lives, and learning how to be a better global citizen? Check.

Cat pic for the almighty algorithm.