You’re Giving My Explosives to Calendar Man?!
In which I talk about my writing (eligible!), my health (questionable!), and generally pretend the year is ending tomorrow.
In which I talk about my writing (eligible!), my health (questionable!), and generally pretend the year is ending tomorrow.
Please enjoy this incredibly personal journey about writing and publishing, told in the absolute least personal way I could come up with.
In which I spill my guts and am also a massive bummer.
A little update about publishing, failure, and why Yoda is a dirty, filthy liar.
This has been a shit year for any number of shit reasons, so here’s a contextless dump of links to things I wrote, because I’ve been exhausted since March and, …