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May 4, 2016

Dear America, Most of you don’t know me. I’ve been told I’m not really supposed to talk about politics on my blog, but sometimes you have to talk about what’s on your heart, no matter what. And it boggles my mind that you don’t know me and can still make my heart shatter. I’m sure…

June 20, 2014

Author Note: This post was written a few days ago in, well, a random round of tears and hurting that just hit out of nowhere. It’s taken a great deal of courage to post this while it’s still fresh, but I’m doing it because I know how few sources there are out there for people…

January 2, 2014

Please don’t try to destroy me like 2013 did. I’m sorry the blog has been so quiet the past few weeks. After Tabby’s passing, and then the rush of the holidays, I just didn’t have the emotional energy to figure out something to say for, well, the general public. There was about a week of…

December 16, 2013

When the subject of pets comes up in conversation, there’s a question that is typically bandied around. Are you a cat person, or a dog person? Strangers and new acquaintances always ask, and I’m always left a bit baffled for an answer. Why can’t I be both? How is this relevant to the story of…

About Rebekah

Rebekah Loper writes character-driven epic fantasy featuring resilient women in trying and impossible circumstances who just want to save themselves but usually end up saving the world, often while falling in love.
She lives in Tulsa, OK with her husband, dog, two formerly feral cats, a small flock of feathered dragons (...chickens. They're chickens), and an extensive tea collection. When she's not writing, she battles the Oklahoma elements in an effort to create a productive, permaculture urban homestead.