NaNoWriMo Presents

A Rosy the Cat Production

Fey at Heart

By Emily R. Bryant

Prologue


Have you ever had a feeling that the circumstances in your life has 
changed, and thus you must change or DIE?  

Seriously?  

...No, I somehow doubt that.  If more people had that happen to them, 
likely I would have heard of it before and it wouldn't have shocked and 
scared the heck out of me so badly.  

Oh, where are my manners?  I'm sorry, formalities just slip my mind like 
that a lot these days.  Just ask my husband, who is just wunnerfull and 
whispering silly things in my ear right now and that really tickles and 
STOP IT!!!  

Yeesh, you would think this whole writing idea wasn't his in the first 
place the way he keeps trying to distract me...  

Yes, Sweetie, blah blah blah, I was the one who got this idea, but you're 
the one who said "Why don't you?  It would get it out of your system".  

Of course, what I'm not going to say is what he mentioned we could do once 
this is "out of my system", because there might be under-age readers looking 
at this one day.  So nyaa!  

Anyway, where was I?  Ah, yes, formalities...  

I am Alexandrea Andersen, but most people call me Alex.  And, yes, having 
a gender-ambiguous nickname is a whole lot of fun at parties, or at least 
it was before all of my husband's friends figured out that Alex was short 
for Alexandrea a while back.  My Sweetie, however, refers to me by a different 
derivative of my name most of the time.  

So, what is this whole story thingie about, you wonder?  

My life, dear readers.  My life...

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