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Ladies and gentlemen and the whole whacky gender rainbow that connects them, we are live!

I've been at this for almost nine years, and I think it's about time I tried to finally make a go of doing this for a living. Every time something 'interesting' happens at my office, every time I need to pull money from one account to pay a bill in another, every time something in my house breaks and I just have to tell myself I'm going to live without it from now on... every time I wake up and wonder if this is really what my life was supposed to be, it just hardens my resolve to become a professional writer.

If you feel you've ever enjoyed any of my stories, if you feel you've ever gotten good value from my page, then I urge you to help support your friendly neighborhood authors. I'm still holding out to be the first hyper furry mainstream author on Amazon, and in a few months, after I've tested the waters and consulted with my readers, my first published eBook complication will be ready for sale. (Speaking of which, if anyone feels like they know an artist who'd love to do a high-quality book cover, please let me know!)

Transitioning slowly to Patreon, I will be working more with serialized fiction, published in weekly chunks of 3000-5000 words. This will actually be a marked increase in my output (hee hee), as I find working on smaller chunks easier. When something gets as large as Odella (hee hee), and there's so much already written, and so far to go, I find myself daunted to the point of catatonia. But no more!

I will also be publishing for my Patreonians the short scenes I am always coming up with, ranging from G-rated little scenarios that tickle my fancy to the XXX-rated snippets that I don't have the energy to turn into a full story yet.

Thank you for making it this far, Dear Reader.

I truly am made of love.


Author's Note: The launch story, La Curandera IV: The Last Crusade, is only three pages shy of being as long as Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. If that doesn't convince you to toss a twoonie my way, then I don't know what will.