April 24, 2026

I am a “morning person”, which means that I get up like a shot before dawn (and, I suppose, collapse as if shot at night). If you live in a house with sleeping kids, pre-sunrise activity carries its own difficulties. I remember what that’s like: since everyone else is in blessed repose, you feel the…

April 10, 2026

“M’Lord… the prisoners … have escaped.” Vice-Regent Skeek regarded the disheveled and breathless guardsmouse. The stout soldier looked as if he’d been overrun. Patches of fur were missing, and he was cradling his tail in obvious discomfort. “No doubt, corporal. How many got away?” The guard winced. “Three, m’lord. The… largest ones.” Skeek turned and…