Hi everyone!
Tiny housekeeping note: I’m going to take a short pause from posting.
The story isn’t going anywhere. Jack and Penelope remain, tragically, Jack and Penelope.
Thank you so much to everyone reading, commenting, messaging, lurking fondly, and generally being very kind about this whole thing. It means a lot. An annoying amount, actually.
Back soon-ish.
I didn't get around to editing the last chapter of Long Term. My apologies!
To make it up to my lovely (and very patient) readers, I have a little treat for you: my ebook Lobster, with a straw is discounted for the next few days. If you’ve read it and enjoyed it, I’d be eternally grateful if you left a review on Goodreads!! Thank you so much!
I was inspired by an Instagram post, so this is a little shoutout to everyone reading wherever you happen to be, and to Rowan, the wonderful artist behind this illustration 💚
See you next week!
Lovis
Penelope behaves like a public nuisance, Jack behaves like a narc, and his family is, unfortunately, delighted.
Some people are too vivid for the polite version. I just needed to get the real shape of him onto the page — and, ideally, into every available cavity — before memory started behaving.
Also, thank you for all the comments and DMs. Truly. It’s meant more than I can say without becoming insufferable.
Hi everyone,
thanks for your patience! I hope you're all ready for more Rachel and Adam in Chapter 8! 😊
We're getting closer to the end with this one… I still have to edit the hell out of this story’s ending, but I think there will be two more chapters at this point.
Take care,
Lovis
A routine makeout-adjacent moment is derailed by furniture, physics, and Penelope being forced into some very ugly self-knowledge.
Dignity takes a light beating.
