Wee Beasties: Uncollected Anthology, #18

By DeAnna Knippling

Something's going on in the new apartment building.  

Something small…something blue…something that likes to steal things out of your kitchen trash can. 

Not a rat, not a mole, not a vole, not a gopher…what?

The only way to find out might be to catch it!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Wonderland Press
• Release date: Mar 20, 2019
• ISBN: 9781386771821

DeAnna Knippling

DeAnna Knippling is a freelance writer, editor, and book designer living in Colorado.  She started out as a farm girl in the middle of South Dakota, went to school in Vermillion, SD, then gravitated through Iowa to Colorado, where she lives with her husband and daughter. She now writes science fiction, fantasy, horror, crime, and mystery for adults under her own name; adventurous and weird fiction for middle-grade (8-12 year old) kids under the pseudonym De Kenyon; and various thriller and suspense fiction for her ghostwriting clients under various and non-disclosable names. Her latest book, Alice’s Adventures in Underland:  The Queen of Stilled Hearts, combines two of her favorite topics–zombies and Lewis Carroll. Her short fiction has appeared in Black Static, Penumbra, Crossed Genres, Three-Lobed Burning Eye, and more. Her website and blog are at www.WonderlandPress.com.  You can also find her on Facebook and Twitter.

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Wee Beasties

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Wee Beasties

It was shortly after I moved to the new place that I found out about the wee beasties.

My kids were all safely tucked away in their own pleasant little situations, I had officially been in mourning for a year, the financial chaos from Bill’s death was finally wrapped up, and I had left suburbia behind. The new place was a new apartment block in the River North Art District of Denver, a neighborhood famous for its upscale eateries and artist community, very high on the walkability scale. Rents were still reasonable, by Denver standards. It was right off the light rail, too.

The building—I’ll keep the name of it to myself, thank you very much—is open and spacious in the common areas, and has a swimming pool, in-house café, outdoor patio with barbecue grills for resident use, a gym, extra storage, and even charging stations for electric cars. If I like, I can check out a bicycle from the bicycle library and peddle myself over to the botanic garden, or to the zoo, or to the nature and science museum. I can even take a jaunt down to the 16th Street pedestrian mall and go to the Tattered Cover bookstore for an afternoon.

I work, usually from home, as a freelance copywriter for several local companies.