Writing through the weirdness of being alive.
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Now, that’s a scary concept, isn’t it? Being held accountable for your actions, and sometimes mistakes, can be an extremely uncomfortable thing. It’s also something that I don’t have much of lately.
I promised to write more, and I didn’t.
I promised to write more blog posts, and I didn’t.
I had no one sitting there with a cattle prod, pushing me along,…
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The Crippled Cryptid is a place for writing through the weirdness of being alive.
I’m Skyla, the writer behind the fog, and around here you’ll find fiction, folklore, disability and recovery, dogs, family, books, television, creative projects, and the strange little details that make ordinary life worth documenting.
Luna is the Service Dingo™. Binka is the apprentice cryptid. The stories are occasionally planned. The coffee is mandatory.
Nothing here stays neatly in one box.
Come for a story. Stay for the weirdness.
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