Please welcome Felicitas Ivey with
I'm Not Who You Think I Am
Mykayla's parents' marriage is in trouble, but they're working on it. Unfortunately for Mykayla, that means she's getting shipped off to Boston to spend her summer with Uncle Yushua while they work out their issues. Mykayla has issues of her own-like her confusion about her sexuality, or apparent lack of it-that she'd like to explore alongside her best friend, Xiu.The situation at her uncle's house is weird to say the least.
There's something off about his coworkers-aside from the fact that they won't go away. Things go from strange to stranger when a supernatural being shows up to protect Mykayla from someone he calls the Shadow Pharaoh. Sutekhgen is a sorcerer who never made it to the afterlife, with a huge Set Beast as a companion... and the mistaken assumption that Mykayla is the reincarnation of his lost romantic partner. She doesn't know what's worse: being caught in a metaphysical conflict between ancient gods or being stuck with a pushy jerk who doesn't know the meaning of personal boundaries.
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Whenever I start these types of posts, I spend time debating what I'm going to write. Mainly because I don't know what to say, because I don't know how much of my personal life I want to write about. My bio covers the basics of my life, mostly, and I don't want to overshare on the Internet. Basically I have a day job, which supports the three cats which own me.
Cats and writers go together like wine and cheese. Most of the writers I know have a cat or two as part of their family. And all those cats are spoiled rotten replacement children. I grew up with cats, and except for an odd week or two, I've never been without one in my life. So here are some of the more memorable cats I've lived with and how they've come into my life.
Devilkitty Smaugu-Smaugu was my husband Russ's fault. And everyone in the family was very quick to remind him of that when he complained about him! Russ had made the foolish move of mentioning to me that there was a stray kitten at work one Saturday morning. The kitten was trying to get into the building he worked at MIT. I was a little worried, because it was one of the buildings on Memorial Drive and pictured an eventual flat kitten.
Russ worked third shift, so when he woke up that afternoon, I wrangled permission to find said kitten and I did. I picked up Smaugu as he sauntered out of the bushes, complaining how long to took me to pick up.
The kitten started out with the name Smaug, after the dragon in the Hobbit, long before the live action movies had come out. He got the Devilkitty nickname after he levitated five feet in the air because the bag monster was going to get him (It had been attached to his tail somehow and was following him about before I untangled it). Smaugu came about because all the anime I was watching at the time and the Japanese have a custom of adding vowel to the end of a name.
Smaugu lived a long and happy life before, passing away in his sleep after many years of dominating my husband, Russ. My cat population was down to none after that, so I was soon looking for new companions.
Tamazusa and Mason are sisters and my current owners cats. I've had them about eight years. Both are very demanding ladies and want my attention, lap and pets, whenever I'm home. I named them after two characters in my first novel, "Dreamlands" even though Mason is an elegant tuxedo lady cat and the character Mason is neither, while her sister is a sleek black car named after a sorceress.
I got the two of them from co-workers of my sister. They had who had an abundance of unfixed cats and needed to get rid of a few. They asked if my sister if I needed a cat, and after a couple of weeks of emailing and using my sister as a go-between, I chose the two I was interested in. To adopt them, I went one night to where my sister worked, because they all work the night shift and handed her two empty cat carriers To pass on to them. The next night I went back and before her shift, my sister handed me two full carriers. It's caused a lot of my friends to comment on the 'drug dealer' nature of my cat acquisition. I did think security was going to bust us, but it never happened.