That opening chapter of Who We Are was as close as I ever wanted to get to writing about were-otters and were-bears. That was pretty much how I felt about shifter books. Paquinn told me that shifter stories are more popular than any other subgenre and that I should try to cash in on them." "You made me a pregnant shifting otter!" Otter yelps "If by good you mean not good, then, yes, it was getting very good," the Kid retorts. "What the hell are you guys talking about?" I ask, feeling insulted. You made me pregnant and said I was fat with my love for you ?"
"Fat with my love for you?" Otter says incredulously from his spot next to me on the Kid's bed. He sits up in his bed, the covers falling down at his sides. "This is the stupidest thing I've ever heard," the Kid says, scowling at me and interrupting my epic story. (That last sentence is slightly depressing.) I got so annoyed with it, that I saved it as is and said "fuck you, stupid fucking fucker." Legit.
(Also, the books page is my least favorite, because so far, I've only found a way to link Amazon links on here and not DSP, and it doesn't even show the blurbs. The navigation bar is across the top and you can see some of the stuff I've done so far, including the latest updates on where I'm at with the book I'm currently working on. It's obviously still a work in progress that I'll probably be tinkering with for a long time to come. So, forgive me for how shallow this is for right now, and clumsy. Those that have followed me for any length of time know that I'm not petent, when it comes to technology.
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