From Special Issue 7
The suspicion grew sort of gradually, a nagging doubt at the back of her mind, like thinking you’d left the oven on. First just a vague sense of something out of place, and then bit by bit the specifics began to fill in; and then it was a growing, solider certainty.
“Are we — ” Zoe started, and then she stopped playing entirely, resting her bass against her chest and pulling off one cup of her headset. “…Are we playing in the wrong key?”
Andy looked at her for a second, frowning, his fingers starting to falter as his concentration broke. “No. What? No.”
“I think we are, though.”
“No.” But then he looked down at the fretboard, and his frown deepened. “Yes. …Fuck.”My story in this month’s femslash special issue! Filled with lesbian indie rockers, shenanigans, and unconvincing testimonials regarding the benefits of warm ouzo. Also it was definitely not inspired by any real British indie rock bands, and I resent the accusation!

The story I illustrated for the SSBB femslash special! It’s about indie band chicks having A FABULOUS VILLA VACATION (ok...
this is delightful. ss*bb is always quality, and everyone should read it. :D
My story in this month’s femslash special issue! Filled with lesbian indie rockers, shenanigans, and unconvincing...