When Preisczech stuck his head into Halycon Sage’s little writer’s lair, he was grinning all over his face, which was not like him. He held out a ragged collection of pages, smudged and dirty, as if from long travel. But the paper was violet, and it reeked...
Dear Tabby, I live in a three-cat household, and I’d like to speak of us objectively, not revealing which one is ME (OW). My question: Are cat beds a DRUG? If so, can they break up cat families, even though, in the moment, they are so soft and warm? So...
Happy Mother’s Day to All! Halycon Sage doesn’t know who his mother is for reasons you’ll find in the book. But here’s my mother (side, not top). The writing on the back says, “Little Miss Goodie Two Shoes,” and you can see how...
“So tightly wrapped and profoundly structured that I’m sure I missed at least 14 significant clues as to the REAL meaning of the narrative!” – a Reader In approaching the publication of the sequel SQUID!!, it has come to our attention that posting mostly...
There’s no horse anywhere smarter or cooler than No-Name Stupid! In Part One of The Chronicles* (The Life and Times of Halycon Sage), we read: “Halycon Sage’s loyal mount was a horse with no name, because he loved the song of the same title. The only...
Well, strictly speaking, one is a collection of poetry. But first things first: What in the name of pants is “chuffed”? As is explained in This Book Is Not Called SQUID!!! (forthcoming)*, my imaginary author Halycon Sage was, “mistakenly raised as an...
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