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Multi-genre and multi-passionate author
Kit writes fantasy, queer equestrian lit, and young adult fantasy as Kit Muse. As Kit Caelsto, they write nonfiction. Join Kit’s membership group, Muse Happens, to receive free stories and swag.

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Recent Blog Posts
Tadpoles in the Horse Trough
Welcome to the first entry in what I hope will be a new weekly series, Horse Talk With Kit, where I share bits of my life here on the farm that inspire my writings as well as more general horse care information. My goal is to be more transparent (and dare I say it...
Ten: The Hidden Calculus (Part Two)
Dela and Freckles I wished I’d brought Freckles into the conference room with me, but he was snoozing and had been so attentive I hadn’t wanted to disturb him. I heard the resignation in Penn’s voice, as if he didn’t want to do the spell. I shared Mollie and Starina’s...
Twenty-One: Travel Companions
Though rations were running lean by the time they reached the next town, and no one came running into the snow-covered streets to meet them, Tye found the smiling faces of the town’s inhabitants to be welcoming. The final town before they passed into a sparsely...
Rest In Peace, Ice Princess
Dawn's in trouble. Must be Tuesday. A joke that broke the fourth wall in Buffy the Vampire Slayer became two phrases that encapsulated an entire character's existence. Dawn Summers, the ball of mystical energy made manifest so Buffy could protect her "little sister",...
Two New Cats and Spring Arrives
Cats seem to know to find their way to our place. It could be because we're the only house along the gravel road without at least one dog, or it just could be that the cat distribution system knows where to send cats. Either way I had been putting out food for them...
Ten: The Hidden Calculus (Part One)
Starina and Chingu Neither math nor following the rules were my strong suit, but instincts were, and mine were throwing alarms left and right. If our disappearance hadn’t triggered something, and frankly unless Brother Aaron knew about time travel it should have,...