Does Anyone Else Spend Way Too Much Time Combing Through The Original Books To Ensure That Every Small

What is it?? A plane?? A bird?? No, it's my homemade Simon Snow trilogy poster

If y'all like my work pleaaaseee follow me on instagram and tiktok, get me out of the flop era 😭

not related to my usual posts BUT. I just graduated from university today with high honors! :D

So glad I get to experience homosexual desire. One life and thank god I'm not straight

“I was eleven years old, and I’d lost my mother, and my soul, and the Crucible gave me you.”

—Baz Pitch, Carry On, Epilogue, pg. 506

“Public libraries are such important, lovely places!” Yes but do you GO there. Do you STUDY there. Do you meet friends and get coffee there. Do you borrow the FREE, ZERO SUBSCRIPTION, ZERO TRACKING books, audiobooks, ebooks, and films. Have you checked out their events and schemes. Do you sign up for the low cost courses in ASL or knitting or programming or writing your CV that they probably run. Do you know they probably have myriad of schemes to help low income families. Do you hire their low cost rooms if you need them. Have you joined their social groups. Do you use the FREE COMPUTERS. Do you even know what your library is trying to offer you. Listen, the library shouldn’t just exist for you as a nice idea. That’s why more libraries shut every year

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Have you been Baz? 😂😂 I forgot the inside :P

when they get married who cries harder

Six-Sentence Sunday: They Get Married.

Hello all! I am currently working on and finishing up Chapter 4 of "They Get Married." Here's an excerpt of a scene featuring some steamy cooking ;)

“I want you to make Cook Pritchard’s roast beef and Yorkshire pudding,” I purred, before adding with a smirk: “wearing nothing but an apron.”

Which is how I ended up sitting at the kitchen table, admiring Baz’s beautiful pale arse as he tenderises steak in a frilly pink apron. “You know, I finally understand why it’s called mooning,” I say, slowly sipping on a cider. Baz looks back at me, one eyebrow arched, and I can’t help but snicker. “Have something to say about my arse, Snow?” “Oh, of course not, never!” I gasp, feigning offence. “Watching my favourite thing to eat prepare my favourite meal? I’m living the dream!”