Liz King

Bao has chosen Forever Nemesis. Will take no questions at this time.

Aww, that’s nice. Parnamyr can get out and make some new friends. Everyone will enjoy that (😬)

Fluffy orange cat lying across a lap

Everything is Very Medical today (two EoL cancer patients, one requiring urgent hospital visit, one elderly suspected dementia, assorted pets and jobs, and two people in surgical recovery trying to wrangle it all) - cat has decided I need pinning in place for some purr therapy

trotty goblin is LOUD

LC Winter ‘Spider Spider’

In the wild! @lcwinter.bsky.social

Hairdryer = Evil Raygun of Doom, Run Away!

Fluffy ginger cat curled up asleep on a green duvet

When you are a murderous apex predator, but also a fluffy soft potato #Caturday

11. Suburban horror. Oh God, is it bins or boxes out this week? And someone on the local WhatsApp is bitching about hedges.

Wonky poppet that she is 🥰

Dictation software as you walk? (This is always good for freaking out unwary joggers and dog walkers - nothing like some amiable madwoman rambling about werewolves and severed heads in a peaceful woodland…)

…ohgod, there IS actually a musical 😱

But sibling might secretly have the Special Better Food…

There’s a wholesome version of Nosferatu? 🤨

Thanks. One foot in front of the other, one sentence at a time…

It is what it is, unfortunately.

(🕷️🕷️ on calendar, tho. Books are good)

Recently surfaced from a pit of writing and EoL care admin, taken one look at the news and felt my brain just…blank. I have nothing left in the tank.
(Fuck cancer.)

Little bit #2, little bit #4 - I can manage ‘author’, ‘daggers’ and ‘malice’.

…by coincidence, my werewolf MC is from a small town near Hazleton. Always expect wolves.

Ah. No, I didn’t mean the tall inadvertent breakout character, I meant the short Oedipal Wreckage. Loathsome little creature.

Also, the ‘Nice Guy’ MC being an arrogant, whiny, entitled little incel who needed therapy and/or a good smack was credible, anyone spending five minutes with him and not beating him to death with a shoe was not.

White bowl, a lot of onion & red wine gravy, shredded lamb and veggies over mash.

Slow-cooked lamb shank in onion gravy and red wine, served over celeriac & potato mash. Looks unremarkable, tastes lovely.

Reg has an accomplice? Sweet little face.

The hideous grotty squat in North London in the 70’s, Ripper and Ethan and their mates, some horrible mix of Withnail and Hellblazer. Art and music and magic and politics, the Young Ones with added demons…

My boycat was nicknamed ‘Mr Bitey’ for his habit of showing love with his teeth. He was lovely and cuddly, and just occasionally pointy.

White plate, two and a half pancakes rolled up on it.

Happy Pancake Day

Mass of orange fluff, snoring gently

She’d agree, if she was awake

😱

…we thought this of our elderly mog, too. Unwary fledglings, and the reversion to flailing murder kitty is startling…