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Kirsten Weiss
Apr 14, 20191 min read
Chapter 2
Donovan— This morning my cell phone nearly took my head off, so the gargoyle post continues. The technomancers were trying to merge...
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Kirsten Weiss
Apr 13, 20191 min read
Chapter 1
Donovan— I’m okay. But e-communications aren’t secure. Gargoyle mail is safer. It seemed a run-of-the-mill pagan ritual. An abandoned...
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Kirsten Weiss
Apr 3, 20192 min read
Wednesday Writing Update
Yes, I'm still here! At the beginning of March, I sold my house in California and moved to Colorado. I spent the last few weeks house...
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Kirsten Weiss
Mar 8, 20191 min read
Chocolate a'la Murder is Here!
Chocolate a la Murder Series: A Perfectly Proper Paranormal Museum Mystery, Book 4 Author: Kirsten Weiss Genre: Cozy Mystery Amazon - ...
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Kirsten Weiss
Feb 26, 20192 min read
Pie Hard is Here!
PIE HARD Series: A Pie Town Mystery, Book 3 Author: Kirsten Weiss Genre: Cozy Mystery Amazon - iBooks - B&N - Kobo - Google Play -...
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Kirsten Weiss
Jan 6, 20193 min read
Sight - S1 : E16
Zoe’s scream sliced through the bookstore. She shrieked and stumbled in the aisle, knocking the travel books to the carpet. The wolf,...
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Kirsten Weiss
Jan 6, 20193 min read
Sight - S1 : E15
Zoe slid the Necronomicon inside her shiny olive jacket. “Drop the belt.” The sheriff unbuckled her utility belt. Her holstered gun...
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Kirsten Weiss
Jan 5, 20193 min read
Sight - S1 : E14
“I’ll take that.” With her gun-free hand, Zoe took the book from the counter. She almost looked military in her olive bomber jacket, her...
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Kirsten Weiss
Jan 4, 20193 min read
Sight - S1 : E13
A glittering carapace of snow covered Main Street’s cars and the old west buildings. Movements jerky, I tugged on cotton gloves and...
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Kirsten Weiss
Jan 3, 20193 min read
Sight - S1 : E12
Rasputin. I raced downstairs, grabbing the baseball bat in the umbrella stand by the door. My aunt had woven protective wards around the...
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Kirsten Weiss
Jan 2, 20193 min read
Sight - S1 : E11
My phone rang, jangling me, and I half-fell from the futon. I scrambled across the attic’s rough floorboards to the phone. “Hello?” “It’s...
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Kirsten Weiss
Jan 1, 20193 min read
Sight - S1 : E10
Frantic, I called Connor. “We’re sorry,” a mechanical voice droned, “you have reached a number that has been disconnected or is no longer...
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Kirsten Weiss
Dec 31, 20183 min read
Sight - S1 : E9
“Do you have information on the murder?” The sheriff’s voice was flat. I leaned against my tile counter and stared at the lights dangling...
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Kirsten Weiss
Dec 30, 20183 min read
Sight - S1 : E8
Blocked. I hadn’t even found Lower World. Chest taut, I paced the attic. Usually, when magic didn’t work, it just didn’t work. But...
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Kirsten Weiss
Dec 29, 20183 min read
Sight - S1 : E7
The storm blew, a swirl of white. I struggled with the door to my stone and shingle home. An unnatural, colder draft flowed through the...
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Kirsten Weiss
Dec 28, 20183 min read
Sight - S1 : E6
I turned the sign in my window to CLOSED and switched off the lights. The street behind the damp glass brightened into view. Snow spun...
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Kirsten Weiss
Dec 27, 20183 min read
Sight - S1 : E5
The next day, I sat behind my counter and packaged a first edition Edward Gorey. Customers ambled through the bookstore, flipped pages,...
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Kirsten Weiss
Dec 26, 20183 min read
Sight - S1 : E4
I rushed to open the bookstore’s front door. Connor strode inside. He pulled me into his corded arms, and for a moment, it was only us....
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Kirsten Weiss
Dec 26, 20183 min read
Sight - S1 : E3
I don’t know why the sheriff let me go. And I never got to see that book. But I guess I couldn’t blame the sheriff for that. New Year’s...
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Kirsten Weiss
Dec 25, 20182 min read
Sight - S1 : E2
Sheriff McCourt planted her hands on the metal table and glared, an overgrown Shirley Temple with wide blue eyes and curly blond hair. I...
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