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This is the original idea I had for my prompt, but there was just enough time between me coming up with and me writing it that the story went from completely dark to just kind of dark and really sad, kind of? I hope you enjoy it? *g*


Title: Maybe We Can Hope Tomorrow
Author: Spikedluv
Fandom: Murder, She Wrote (tv)/Teen Wolf (tv)
Rating: PG13/Gen
Pairing/Characters: Jessica Fletcher & Allison Argent (cameo by Seth Hazlitt; appearance by Mort Metzger; original characters mentioned)
Length: 2,580 words
Spoilers: Takes place post-season four Murder, She Wrote and during season three of Teen Wolf.
Summary: Jessica Fletcher is confronted with a rogue werewolf and a rogue hunter.
Author’s Notes: Werewolf!Jessica. Show-level violence. Written for the [community profile] intoabar prompt Jessica Fletcher goes into a bar and meets... Allison Argent!
Warnings: Character death before the story begins; implied character death post-story.
Feedback: Would be greatly appreciated.
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me.
Posted: May 28, 2025

Read Fic @ AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/65979859
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Posted by Ben Weiss

It is an unfortunate truth of adulthood that you will likely deal with a shady real estate agent at some point in your life. These folks can be tricky to navigate. This is not to say that all real estate agents aren't trustworthy, but it is to say that if you go into a process with that mentality in mind, you might avoid getting swindled.

In this instance, we have a couple that wanted to downsize and found the perfect new home for them. They had a verbal agreement with the real estate agent that all documents would be signed on Monday and that the scheduled open house over the weekend would be canceled, since the agent already told the couple that the place would be theirs. Of course, when the couple just so happened to be driving through the area over the weekend, they noticed that the open house was very much still happening. Keep scrolling to see how they got even!

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Posted by Elna McHilderson

When you become a homeowner, one of the first things you get is homeowners' insurance. That's obvious. This helps pay for many things that might happen to and on your property. Say, for example, someone somehow gets hurt on your property. Usually, if it is your friend or family member, it's not a big deal. But if it's a mild acquaintance or even a stranger, then you've got bigger issues and risk being sued. 

 

Usually, this is easily avoidable because people don't tend to let random strangers or vague acquaintances do risky things on their property. So when this entitled mom started to set up to have a party for her kids on her neighbor's property without even asking, you better believe that it was shutdown quickly. Of course that homeowner wasn't about to risk having a bunch of strangers' kids running around on their lawn. The amount of entitlement this mom was oozing with is absolutely insane, it should be studied. 

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Posted by Ask a Manager

Last week we talked about office thefts, and here are some of my favorite stories you shared.

1. The bike

My coworker and I both biked to work fairly often. One day, my coworker didn’t bike but I did. My coworker left the office before I did and stole my bike, because he forgot he didn’t bike and just grabbed a bike and left.

The funniest part is that said coworker is nearly a foot taller than me, so his bike is much larger, and also a different color. He made it all the way home before realizing that (1) there was already a bike in his home, (2) he had car keys in his pocket, and (3) the bike he had was not his, it was mine. (He brought it back the next day, and apologized profusely, and offered to reimburse me for any costs of getting home. He was also a new father and exhausted, and honestly if he was that tired that he didn’t notice his silver bike was now blue and roughly half the normal size, it was probably good he wasn’t behind the wheel of a car! And it was nice outside, so I just walked home.)

2. The medical card

More than 40 years ago, in med school, outside our classroom was a big set of cubbyholes for coffee mugs, labeled with our names. My plain white mug kept getting taken, and I’d usually find it in the student smoking lounge full of cigarette butts. I photocopied a card that I had been issued when I completed my two-year Peace Corps stint. I taped it to the mug with the line, “Use at your own risk” added. The card was intended as a heads-up to doctors and it said, “MyName was in (country) from (date) to (date) and may have been exposed to the following diseases (list of 20+ tropical diseases, including leprosy).” No one ever took my mug again.

3. The Uncrustables

During Covid, two of my colleagues and I were all bringing in Uncrustables (the little PB&J frozen sandwiches) to be our lunch. We rarely saw each other (alternating schedules and different work zones), but we each had our stash in the freezer. We were all respectful, would never steal. All that.

One morning I had to go in extra early. I’d purchased a refill of my frozen snacks to take in with me, good news. End of the day, I’m ravenously devouring the third sandwich in my box of four when colleague comes in. I wave with half a sandwich in my hand. He opens the freezer (the kitchen was line of sight 20 feet from my desk), makes a face, and leaves without saying anything other than hello. Busy guy, it’s not unusual.

I got home and saw my box of frozen sandwiches sitting on the counter, fully defrosted. I’d devoured his sandwiches. Not mine. I’d even waved at him with one of them.

4. The maneki-neko cat

My office had a maneki-neko cat at the front desk. For those who don’t know, those are the Japanese ceramic cats with the mechanical paw that some believe bring good luck by beckoning customers into the business. Our owner was also an absolute jerk.

Mysteriously, strangely, the maneki-neko started disappearing from the front desk. It would always turn up later in another part of the office — on a cabinet, in a drawer, looking out the window — but always facing away from the door. This would drive the owner crazy, and for months the managers would ask, “Who’s moving the cat???”

Finally, one day, I caught my beloved coworker taking the maneki-neko from the front and surreptitiously moving it to the breakroom. He never fully explained his motives, but I suspect it was petty revenge against our terrible boss. He simply said, “I have moved the cat before, and I will move the cat again.”

5. The candy bar

At an old job, the exec assistant to the CEO came in one Monday and found someone had stolen candy from the top drawer of her desk. She’d had a full size Snickers bar there on Friday, and someone had opened it, eaten some, and then put the partially eaten bar back in the drawer.

6. The penguin

I used to work with a literal penguin (at a zoo) who loved to steal keys. He was really sneaky about it too. He would wait until you were crouched-down busy feeding another penguin and would sneak up behind you and gently pull stuff out of your pockets. Often I wouldn’t notice until he was quickly waddling away jangling the keys.

7. The hair theft

Somebody stole my HAIR.

A month or so before Covid, I had an enormous amount (several feet) of my hair chopped off for charity. The office sponsored me, and were incredibly generous, but I also donated the hair itself. I planned to post both the hair and the eventual check at the same time, and the building has a mail room that we’re allowed to use if we buy our own stamps, so the envelope containing, again, TWO LONG, THICK, NEAT PLAITS OF HAIR was in the top (unlocked) drawer of my desk until I could get round to posting it.

And then Covid happened. I was on leave when the office shut down, so my desk, with my hair, was left to molder to itself for a few stressful months. As soon as everything reopened, I went to get both the money and the hair. Found the money, which had been locked safely away in the bottom desk drawer … but no hair.

I was, as you can imagine, thoroughly flummoxed. My not-insubstantial flabber was gasted. And so on. (The envelope was not sealed, so it would have been immediately obvious what was in it.)

Somewhat diffidently, given that it is a touch tricky to ask, “Has anyone found my hair?” in a professional manner, I made enquiries. No hair was found but that which I remained attached to.

About 18 months later, we had a full office refurbishment. One unfortunate secretary, who’d been brought in to assist with the clear-out, found an envelope containing my STOLEN, and I really cannot stress this enough, HAIR shoved unceremoniously down behind a locker. Unsurprisingly, the poor woman remembered my plaintive emails regarding my lost tresses and returned them to me unharmed.

I bought her several coffees to make up for what I’m assuming was a bit of a shock, so we’re still friends today.

And yes, the charity got its hair donation as well as the money.

8. The revenge

It’s not exactly stealing, but I was passed over for a promotion. I had been covering as a manager and they gave the job to someone who actually isn’t good at the job.

While I was covering as manager, we moved offices and I inherited a mini fridge. Instead of leaving the fridge to the next manager (fairly common thing to do), I waited until everyone left and moved the mini fridge to my new office. I also know where we keep water coolers so I took one, and I set it up outside my office door. My office neighbors love it. My officemate thought it was hilarious.

I’m now eyeing an extra unneeded microwave and may make it go missing into my office.

Best part is that everyone thinks I got permission to do this so no one questions it.

9. The pens

Taught in a place for about eight years. At the end, I was moving cities. I filled a big envelope with all the pens I found around my flat. All sorts: some didn’t matter like Bic blue or black, but others were purple or red, fancy, roller ball, all nibs and colors. I guessed about 70% were “borrowed.” To be fair, we would all periodically buy and dump pens there, me included, but I did also pick up any pen I saw loose, carry it round, and who knows, it might go in my bag. I grew up in a big family, if it’s not hidden it’s communal.

Anyway I posted the envelope with maybe 40 pens in it. When it arrived a colleague said people were like OH MY GOD MY PEN!! It was a whole occasion.

10. The chicken

My colleague brought in a salad with a grilled chicken breast on top. When she went to have lunch, she discovered that someone had taken the chicken and left her with just the salad. The container had been inside a zippered lunch bag in the office fridge, which meant the chicken thief unzipped and went through her bag before taking the lid off the Tupperware, removing the chicken, putting the lid back, putting the sealed, poultry-less salad back in the bag, zipping the bag, and replacing the bag back in the fridge.

The funny part was that she said it was leftover chicken that was too dry, so she had popped it into her salad in hopes that would liven it up a bit.

11. The ceramic mug

My sister “Dr. Smith” is a chemistry professor who loves tea. When I still made pottery back before the arthritis got too bad to sit at the wheel, I threw her a mug, added a little pocket on the side to store a drippy tea-bag, and glazed it in her favorite color. She loved it and used it daily, until it was stolen from a ledge right outside her lab (can’t take food or drink into the lab, of course). She posted a sign explaining that the mug was hand-made by her sibling and had a great deal of sentimental value, but nobody ever returned it.

So I made her another one, complete with a little tea-bag pocket just like the first one. On this new mug, I used lettering stamps to imprint “Stolen from Dr. Smith” around the side, adding underglaze to the imprinted letters to make sure the message would be clearly visible.

She still uses her personalized mug to this day.

12. The amnesty box

My workplace had an “amnesty box” set up so you could sneak your stolen plates and utensils back after hours and not have to look any people in the eye.

13. The meat theft

One day I was at work and when I took my sandwich out of the refrigerator I discovered someone had stolen the meat out of it. It would have been less insulting if they’d just taken the entire thing!

14. The creamer

I nipped coffee creamer theft by blatantly stealing an idea that I think I read about in here somewhere awhile back — I transferred all of my creamer to a glass bottle and labeled it “Breast Milk.” Not only did people stop stealing it, no one would even touch it or place their own items too close to it. No matter how full the fridge was, it was like my creamer had a protective little forcefield around it.

15. The Edible Arrangement

A coworker planned to attend a celebratory family event directly after work, and had an Edible Arrangement sent to her so that she could bring it to her family party. It arrived, wrapped in cellophane and a pretty bow, and she put it in the office refrigerator to keep it fresh until quitting time. After work, she went to retrieve the arrangement to bring to her celebration, and someone had opened the cellophane, taken all the chocolate-covered fruit off, leaving just the plastic stems, and re-wrapped it.


Also, an Ask a Manager meet-cute friendship occurred in the comments on that post!


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Posted by Blake Seidel

Hey there, feline fam. Our home is open to anyone in need, but we do have one very impurrtant rule: the cats are the rulers of the house, and whatever they say, goes. No, you can't shoo the cat away because you want to sit in its chair, and yes, we will clean, but their hair is everywhere. It's impawssible to keep it 100% clean. As long as you respect the cats and our home, you are welcome to stay under our roof.

However, if you break any of those rules, it's not us you have to watch out for - it's our cats. They are sneaky, sly little minions of chaos that are not afraid to take matters into their own paws. They are the judge and jury. They will make you wish that we kicked you out. And you know what? You probably deserve whatever justice they are going to dole out to you. The kitty in this story did just that, they took revenge into their own paws after one entitled house guest disrespected them… and the one house rule. Find out what happened below!

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Sciona, the first woman ever admitted to the University of Magic, takes on Thomil, a janitor from a discriminated-against culture, as her lab assistant, and they both learn dark secrets about their world.

Thomil is introduced when his clan makes a desperate run across deadly ground to get to the safety of a city surrounded by a magical shield. The shield protects against bitter cold and the deadly Blight, which randomly zaps and dissolves people, but the area around the city is particularly Blight-infested. Only Thomil and his baby niece survive. When they arrive, they find that the city natives hate their race and has consigned them all as a permanent underclass.

Ten years later, Sciona, a well-to-do young woman in the city, is preparing for her magic exam to try to get into the sexist magic university, which no woman has ever passed. Though she does pass, all the male mages but her mentor hate her and hassle her. The only other person who's even remotely nice to her is Thomil, the janitor, who is assigned as her lab assistant as a cruel joke. But though Sciona is racist and classist, and Thomil is mildly sexist in an oblivious way, they find that they kind of get along...

Wang has an engaging, easy-read style for the most part, the intros to the two main characters are quite compelling, and despite the heavy-handed axes of privilege themes, Thomil and Sciona have a nice dynamic.

I said "for the most part." The exception is the magic system, which I think is basically computer programming via magic typewriters (spellographs). The wizards program a spell to access a specific area of the magical Otherrealm (which they can't see or sense in any way, so they're just plotting points on a grid) to grab magical energy or matter from it. But we get MUCH more detailed and lengthy descriptions of it, from long explanations to actual spells:

CONDITION 1: DEVICE is 15 Vendric feet higher than its position at the time of activation.

ACTION 1: FIRE will siphon from POWER an amount of energy no lower than 4.35 and no higher than 4.55 on the Leonic scale.

ACTION 2: FIRE will siphon within the distance of DEVICE no higher than 3 Vendric inches.

If and only if CONDITION 1 is met, ACTION 1 and ACTION 2 will go into effect.


The first half is Sciona and Thomil working on various spells, interspersed with very heavy-handed commentary on colonialism, sexism, and how Sciona totally gets feminism when it applies to her personally but is oblivious to all other isms. Sciona is an awful, self-centered person and Thomil is mostly perfect. Almost exactly halfway through, there is a shocking reveal. At least, it shocked many readers. It did not shock me.

Read more... )

Despite what the plot description sounds like, Sciona and Thomil do not have a romance beyond occasional sexy feelings. It's a magical dystopia/dark academia, I think similar to Babel (which I could not get very far into) but less anvillicious in that it does not have literal footnotes saying stuff like "This is a racist comment and racism is bad." (In the bookshop, I have Blood Over Bright Haven tagged "If you like Babel you will like this.") Sadly for M. L. Wang, this comparative subtlety got them some reviews on Goodreads accusing them of condoning Sciona being a bad person and endorsing her beliefs.

I did not care for this book but I can see how it would work for many readers, especially if they're shocked by the twist at the halfway mark.
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What I read

Vivian Shaw, Strange New World (Dr Greta Helsing, #4) (2025): somehow did not like this as much as the preceding volumes in the series.

Anthony Powell, Casanova's Chinese Restaurant (A Dance to the Music of Time #5) (1960).

Latest Literary Review.

Discovered entirely by happenstance that Robert Rodi's scathingly irreverent comedies of manners set largely in Chicago’s gay demimonde' are now available as ebooks at exceedingly eligible prices (I read them in the 90s/early 00s from the local library) so have downloaded all those and also:

Bitch In a Bonnet: Reclaiming Jane Austen from the Stiffs, the Snobs, the Simps and the Saps (vol 1) (2014), which collects and expands on his blogposts on Sense and Sensibility, Pride and Prejudice and Mansfield Park. which was quite addictive, the sort of thing I thought I'd be dipping into and in fact read end to end, even while dissenting from his take on Fanny Price and muttering that he was not exactly au fait with the discourse on JA's views on the slavery question.

On the go

This was perhaps at least partly motivated by coming to the point in Dragon's Teeth where we get the Reichstag Fire and its consequences, and Lanny is caught in the middle of a whole mass of cross-currents while trying to save those of his friends who think that they will surely be all right....

Bitch In a Bonnet vol 2 (2014): covers Emma, Northanger Abbey and Persuasion.

Up next

Well, KJ Charles, Copper Script is allegedly due to drop tomorrow....

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Posted by Brad Dickson

When you've done nothing but be unkind to someone, it might be best not to expect them to go out of their way for you or support you financially, or give you anything really. Sure, there are exceptions to this and by no means is this a hard and fast rule, if they're your own parents and you're a child or a moody teenager, your parents leaving you high and dry and without support just because you've been kind of a grumpy dolt would be the wrong thing to do. But, despite there still being "teen" in the number, when you're 19-years-old you're verifiably an adult and being an adult means owning the accountability of your actions and accepting that the way you conduct yourself might have consequences and people might distance themselves from you if you just don't treat them very kindly. Expecting someone you've always treated poorly to pay for you to go on vacation is just not going to go well for you and will be met with a dose of reality, as it was here.

This mother has been at odds with her boyfriend's son since she first started dating his father. Even though she wasn't even in the picture when his parents split, he has seemingly projected the blame for their separation, and his frustration attached to it, onto her. This misplaced anger meant that he was always hostile towards her over the three years that her and his father had been together. Even when the teen's father moved in with her and her 15-year-old daughter, he continued to be unfriendly and dismissive, even insulting her under her own roof. Now, he is blackmailing her with the opportunity to "fix" their relationship by paying for his flight for a family holiday, which is the last thing she feels like doing…

Unfortunate Timing

May. 28th, 2025 10:55 am
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So, most of you know that I visit Cindy most afternoons. (She doesn't always feel well enough for a visit.) Somewhere in the past couple of years, we switched from watching Lucifer and me reading fanfic, to me reading novels.

Cindy prefers romantic suspense, or action-adventure-romance. Other genres are okay, if there's at least a little M/F love interest. Sometimes, of course, there's more than a little.

Now, picture this: Cindy's lying in bed. I'm reading aloud, with my voice a little louder than normal, because Cindy's hearing is decreased. Her husband Carl may be shopping, or at the shooting range, but is usually doing housework or woodwork. Occasionally he comes into the bedroom for something he needs, or to tell Cindy something.

So, he's barefoot, walking down a carpeted hall; we don't know he's coming until he appears in the doorway. And, far too often, he appears -- and has heard as he approaches the doorway -- just as I'm reading a slightly (or more than slightly) salacious line.

Yesterday, it was, "Locating a skull had been difficult, Amelia reflected, but finding a codpiece had been considerably more of a challenge." He literally appeared at the doorway just as I said, "codpiece."

*facepalm*

We all had a good laugh; Cindy and Carl aren't at all stuffy, and Carl likes to tease about things like that. (He said, "Yeah, it would be!") But still, I'd rather he walked in a couple of sentences earlier, when I was reading, "It showed another extremely handsome young man dressed in the ancient Italian style."

Good grief! Who knew reading aloud could be dangerous?

(The book is Second Sight by Amanda Quick, aka Jayne Ann Krentz. Set in the late 1890's, a woman photographer is making a series of art photographs of "Men of Shakespeare." The skull was for Hamlet, the codpiece for Romeo. That's not the point of the book, but the mystery centers around photography, so her work is discussed.)
 
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A reader writes:

I’ve been at my company for five years and enjoy my job. The work is in line with what I want to do long-term, I’m getting great experience, the people I work with are nice, and my boss is easy to work for and has mentored me in ways I’ve never received at a job before. All things considered, I’m pretty happy here.

However, about a year ago, my boss brought up the possibility of a promotion. There’s no natural role for me to move into (the next position up is hers, and she’s not going anywhere), but she proposed creating a job where I’d take on more responsibility for some pieces of running the department, including things like training new hires and reviewing the work of junior staff members. She liked the idea because she has too much on her plate and this would let her offload some responsibilities to me. I liked the idea because I’d like to keep moving up, and the new role would come with a higher title and more pay. When we first talked about it, she told me that she couldn’t just create the position overnight since it would be an entirely new slot for our department, but that she would start talking to her own boss and HR to figure out how to make it happen.

That was a year ago, and there hasn’t been much movement. Part of the problem has been that our company lost a big contract and, while we don’t expect staff cuts or anything like that, we do have a hiring freeze and so it’s been a tough time to make a case for a whole new position. My boss has been good about keeping me informed of the status, so I know she’s continued to push for it to happen.

However, she’s been assigning me more and more of the work of the new position, even though it’s not actually my job yet. I can understand why; as I said, she’s overloaded and it helps her out to have me take over some of her responsibilities. But the things she’s asking me to do are not part of my current job, although it’s work I’m interested in doing.

I trust my boss and I don’t think she’s intentionally taking advantage of me. I believe the promotion will happen, but it hasn’t happened yet. Is there a way for me to say, essentially, “I want to do this work, but not unless you pay me for it?”

You can read my answer to this letter at New York Magazine today. Head over there to read it.

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Read-in-Progress Wednesday

May. 28th, 2025 09:52 am
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This is your weekly read-in-progress post for you to talk about what you're currently reading and reactions and feelings (if any)!

For spoilers:

<details><summary>insert summary</summary>Your spoilers goes here</details>

<b>Highlight for spoilers!*</b><span style="background-color: #FFFFFF; color: #FFFFFF">Your spoilers goes here.</span>*
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[personal profile] thebiballerina wrote up a really nice explanation of what is going on with the hidden AI bots on Discord, with links and citations, explaining what the bots can and cannot do.
The image editing tools being discussed here are user applications. These particular applications are more visible due to being promoted by Discord, but they operate the same as other third-party user applications. The individual user has to choose to enable these applications, and choose which images they use them on, entirely at their discretion. It is functionally equivalent to saving the image to one's computer and uploading it on another website.

A user application cannot read content in a server of its own accord, and thus cannot "scrape" a server for AI training data.
Link: Claims of Hidden AI Bots on Discord: An Explanation

I've seen people in Discord servers share User IDs (a string of numbers) to ban them, and then more people showing up with even more IDs to ban. I don't know if in the backend, the server owner can see the "name" of the user being banned this way (and then confirm that it's an AI bot name), but for me that reminded me a bit too much of when Twitter users had to share blocklists for bots and those lists then had legitimate users added to them in order to silence them. Either way, as per the article, the banning does nothing as the app can still be added AND the bots only see the data that a user specifically shares with them (like a photo a user explicitly uses with the app).

I also appreciated the pointers to Discord's terms around using data for AI training, which I wasn't aware of. Very informative post.
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Posted by Blake Seidel

Howdy, feline fam. Just like in Harry Potter, most of the time, the cat chooses the purrson and not the other way around. We're referring to the famous scene where Harry "chooses" his wand, but Ollivander tells Harry that it's the wand that chooses the wizard. You may think that you're the one doing the choosing when you go to pick up a shelter cat, but those cats have already judged you four times over before you even locked eyes with them. They already decided if they were going to come up and "let you" pick them.

In the story below, a beautiful stray cat with a unique swirly pattern befriended a neighborhood resident. They convinced the purrson to let them inside, and that was that. The cat, in a matter of minutes, took over the house and convinced the hooman to let them stay. We all know that there is no arguing with a cat, so we wish these two a pawsitively happy life together. Read through the whole story by scrolling down!

Cozy Mystery sale

May. 28th, 2025 10:15 am
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https://fairfieldpublishing.com/cozy-mystery-sale-may-2025/

For 99 cents, a selection of Cozy mysteries, and some series. As far as I can tell, the sale ends Saturday at midnight, USA mountain time, Greenwich -7. (There's a countdown clock on my page. I have no idea if that's adjusted for different time-zones, or the same for everyone.) Happy reading.

 

Cozy Mystery sale

May. 28th, 2025 10:10 am
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https://fairfieldpublishing.com/cozy-mystery-sale-may-2025/

For 99 cents, a selection of Cozy mysteries, and some series. As far as I can tell, the sale ends Saturday at midnight, USA mountain time, Greenwich -7. (There's a countdown clock on my page. I have no idea if that's adjusted for different time-zones, or the same for everyone.) Happy reading.

 

Queerly Beloved

May. 28th, 2025 12:15 am
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Posted by Karishma Gottfried

Against a black background, puffs of glittery smoke appear in a span of teal, blue, violet, lavender, red, orangey-yellow, lime, and green.

Karishma Gottfried:

Unitarian Universalism “queers” the idea of theology itself.

Reclaimed by Seth Haddon

May. 28th, 2025 05:31 pm
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Reclaimed by Seth Haddon was amazing, as usual! The scholar Saba Vasili, a refugee from Kerinsk who now lives in Zvensia, is accused of inventing a machine that opened the astral sea and killed hundreds of people. He must prove his innocence with the help of Ambassador Luan Zek of the Rezwyn Empire.

This is the third book in the World of Reforged series, but they can be read more or less independently. Here, we get to learn even more about this original magic system.

Saba Vasili is a trans man with anxiety. I thought his dysmorphia was very well-written, without being too depressing. Luan Zek has an old leg injury and uses a cane. There's major m/m, as well as some f/f.
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Posted by Remy Millisky

This aunt wasn't expecting to be treated in the same exact way she treats others! That's what the golden rule is all about: treat other people the same way you would want to be treated. It's not always fun to follow this rule, but in a polite society, it's certainly encouraged. 

For some reason, though, we often forget to practice this rule within our families. And the older people get, the more they feel entitled to talk to their family members however they want, disregarding their feelings and just telling them any thought that comes across their mind. Maybe they feel entitled to talk down to their family members who are younger than they are under the guise of being older and wiser. I think some elder relatives just get so used to saying whatever they feel like that the other family members ignore their jabs or don't take them very seriously. So when one of the family members suddenly decides to take those veiled insults at face value, it can stun that family elder. 

This aunt really did bite the hand that fed her: it seems like she was so used to running her mouth that she forgot that she was living in someone else's home. That's a big mistake! Check out the full story below. 

Next, read about the employees whose coworkers were driving them crazy, like one person who shared, "By the time he was fired, everyone in the office was being driven up the wall." 

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Posted by Jesse Kessenheimer

Every request that upper management makes for their underlings is considered "URGENT," but when the tables are turned and the factory worker engineers are asking their bosses for something, it's always getting back-burnered. There's only one real way to get upper management's attention when it comes to urgent matters from the factory floor—mess with their cash flow. 

This engineer saw an opportunity to update the massive bugs in their company software after months of trying to get their bosses to prioritize the manufacturing workflow. Although the engineering department had been juggling the struggles of faulty software, the bosses didn't feel the heat of urgency until manufacturing and sales came to a screeching halt

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