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I can feel the season creeping into my mood, the shorter days sapping my strength and all at once I so deeply understand why the trees shed their leaves. There simply is not enough energy to go around. That is how I feel, as though I must shed the leaves of small tasks to make room for the deeply rooted needs of winter.
Of course we're in the midst of Spooktober, and it seems that my articles are leading me down the path of a murder mystery! I'm calling it The Ill-Fated Fortunes of a Steampunk Madam and it will very likely be a stand-alone short story when I'm done. Heck, I might even refine it into something submittable!My Spooktober Progress Page