Dixie Kootz-Eades
Bio
Born and raised in the backwoods of Idaho, I now reside in Kansas City with my polycule and our two cats. Being a mentally-ill, later-in-life lesbian influences the personal narratives and fiction that I write.
Stories (2/0)
The Birth of Kraken Isles
The smell of smoked fish and incense filled the air for miles, despite how far inland the celebration was. People all around them hurried towards the festival, their backs carrying more seafood and presents. Unlike the other travelers though, August Tsunaria carried nothing on his back. Captain Wellington had forbid it. August felt uncomfortable about arriving on time for the closing meal and celebration, but not having any offerings for Otis. He wanted be spending the birthday he shared with a god by honoring that god, rather than confronting him, but Wellington was his boss, and he was only eighteen-well, nineteen now-but he was still not in a position to have any say in the matter.
By Dixie Kootz-Eades2 years ago in Fiction
That Time I Adopted A Scaredy-Cat
Most people nowadays wouldn't think that Bristol has a problem with anxiety. At holiday parties, she makes her debut, always stopping by every set of legs in order to receive her allotted pets. I always warn people that they might not see my cat, and they are always befuddled when she's sociable, telling me that she's the sweetest, softest cat they've ever met. For obvious reasons, guests have a hard time believing me when I tell them it took six months for her to try sitting on our laps. I'm always proud of Bristol for socializing at parties; I know how much she worked to learn to interact with people.
By Dixie Kootz-Eades2 years ago in Petlife
