M Harrison Herr is a writer and wonderer of things, like how anyone thought this bonkers overpass design made sense.
She mainly concocts character-driven fantasy and science fiction, with the fantasy pulling heavy influences from various European, Mediterranean, and Persian mythologies, and the random history bits from those regions that are stockpiled in her brain. The hard scifi never really stuck, so there’s always some sort of FTL travel in her space stories, an evil empire or Ingsoc-like government, fighter pilots and/or smugglers and/or pirates, usually a space-based military, and sometimes, even space wizards.
She lives with her pun-loving husband and their two dogs. When not doing necessary life tasks, walking the dogs, or down at the pub for trivia night, she can often be found waiting in the DPS queue of Final Fantasy XIV…
#DragoonLife
I’ll tell these dogs you said “Hi!”
This is Watson. He is definitely not searching Chewy to see if his favorite squeaky balls are finally back in stock.
His forever humans let him stay in indoors, and everyone says his ears are cute, so life’s good.
SQUIRREL!
This is Tanner. Snow days are the bestest, and everything shall be done outside on snow days.
Shame that snow turns into mud.
But that’s your problem.
In Memoriam
This was Candy. She tolerated your shit because you stopped and let her sniff every single mailbox on the walks.
RIP Princess.