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Rebecca Slitt

@beckysgames

Editor/partner at @choiceofgames / @hearts_choice. Author of Psy High 1 and 2. Medievalist. Lover of good books, good food, and cute fuzzy animals. She/her.

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#TedLasso S3 premiere NEXT WEEK! This video (narrated by Trent Crimm, Independent) is SO GOOD and I am even more full of feelings than I was before.

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ANOTHER awesome book out today! (no, I am not repeatedly reloading the tracking notifications to see when my copy is arriving. TOTALLY not.) I adore the Craft Sequence and Can. Not. Wait to get more of Tara's story!

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“A man is not dead while his name is still spoken." When passing a message down the clacks, a ‘G’ means the message must be passed on, ‘N’ that it is not logged, and ‘U’ that the message will be turned around at the end of the line. (1/2)

“A man is not dead while his name is still spoken."

When passing a message down the clacks, a ‘G’ means the message must be passed on, ‘N’ that it is not logged, and ‘U’ that the message will be turned around at the end of the line.

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New game: Stars Arisen by @abigailctrevor choiceofgames.com/stars-arisen/ Wield the forbidden power of the stars to reclaim your mother’s throne! 33% off until March 22!

New game: Stars Arisen by @abigailctrevor 

choiceofgames.com/stars-arisen/ 

Wield the forbidden power of the stars to reclaim your mother’s throne! 33% off until March 22!
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I was out for a walk, and this sweet orange kitty came straight up to me, rubbed up against my ankles, then plunked down like this! No, Reader, I did not pet its tummy. But I wanted to!

I was out for a walk, and this sweet orange kitty came straight up to me, rubbed up against my ankles, then plunked down like this! No, Reader, I did not pet its tummy. But I wanted to!