It’s been a heck of a year. I’m not the only one who’s been derailed. We’ve all been shoved through the meat grinder. One small, personal side effect? I was getting nowhere with Attack of the Lesbian Squirrels.
However, down is not out, delayed is not denied, and so long as you’re not dead you can always get back in the saddle. You may have noticed I’ve been AWOL for a few weeks? I decided to climb into a bunker, dig a moat around the entrance, lock the door, turn off every distraction… and I’ll be damned if I worked out another chapter. My dog would approve.
Very soon, (36 hours or less) the next chapter of my serialized story will go live. I would like to thank everyone who’s tossed a buck in my tip jar, sent a donation via Patreon, or gave a friendly nudge in the comments. Y’all have done wonders in a world where distractions abound. Thanks.
If you’re not in the know, there’s half a book to be found fourth from the left on my menu bar. There’s plenty there to kill an afternoon. Start at the top and keep reading until you’ve forgotten the worries of the world. That’s why I wrote it.
Chapter six picks up right where the action left off. We’ll start at the smoking ruins of a convenience store (Billy’s Church of Awesome and altar to capitalism). If you don’t recall (or haven’t read) the story, you may have no idea about the Squirrels, the power of bullshit, or extreme greeters. I’m not giving you any pointers, they’re the interweaving threads that are Attack of the Lesbian Squirrels. It’s best to start from the beginning where a racist bear and terrorist skunk get the ball rolling.
Upcoming posts will be “blog order” (most recent post first), if you wind up reading them backwards it’ll fry your mind. Go to Attack of the Lesbian Squirrels to see things in proper order.
As always, I’m always happy when someone hits the tip jar but don’t feel pressured if you’re broke. I write to spread joy (and stupidity), not to hassle folks.
Thanks.
A.C.
