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Author Diary | March 10th, 2024

 Hey everyone!


Spring is nearly upon, and may soon grant us reprieve for our seasonal cabin fever. I had a few things I wanted to go over, and some programing notes!


First off, for the next three weeks, I will be showcasing pieces from some other very talented writers I am proud to call my friends! Keep an eye out in the coming Saturdays. A short schedule, which will also be up on the Facebook.


• Intersection, by Josh Luffred, 3/16/2024 (Next Saturday!)

• Rain, Again, by Charlena Kea, 3/23/2024

• Gemini, by Brian Rydquist, 3/30/2024


Please check back in to see their pieces! Sharing my small platform with others has been something I have wanted for some time, and I am pleased to finally do so.


After this month, we have the second birthday of Roll for Writing! I am beyond excited and pleased to share some stuff I have been working on for months now. After April, though, I am taking the month of May off, so there will not be any uploads until June. After two years, I think it is high-time that I actually set a regular-ish upload schedule, but I also want to make sure that I don't overdo it-- to that end, I will be going twice a month for releases after the May break, in order to make sure I have more time to make the stories I want to make. Also, having started production in another creative project in earnest, you can catch me and my amazing cohost in our podcast, SCPod, in which we talk about various entities and phenomenon in the SCP uni/multiverse in-character as doctors for the SCP Foundation. You can catch us on both YouTube and Spotify (Here!)



Lastly, and as a gift from me for having completed the section on Naxian geography, here is a map that I made for the Duchy!




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