As we all need a little something right now, and by way of announcement that Vol. 3 of the Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion is on its way, I decided to post the first entry, and give my wonderful readers a sneak peak. I hope you enjoy.

July 1, 1883A noise woke me from my dreams this morning. I lay curled beneath my blanket in the dark, eyes closed, in a generaland what would prove temporarysense of well-being. Upon hearing the noise a second time, I batted my eyes open and scrunched the...