Daily Snippit: Other Fiction

There are some days that don’t fade towards five, but gallop madly through the hours, stirrups akimbo and eyes wild. Days when you look up in confusion at the mass migration of coworkers and try valiantly to remember if you’re on summer hours.

Alas, your week is up. Dismount, untack, and walk your workday cool… the weekend waits impatient in its stall.

Martha Bechtel

My name is Martha Bechtel and I write fantasy and science fiction stories, paint small model horses silly colors, cast resin and plaster magnets, code random code (and Wordpress plugins)... Come on in and join in the fun!

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