So, I’m still finishing Darkship Revenge which means this is a quicky post. I was — ahem — inspired by the sad spectacle in Amanda’s
After the usual suspects came up empty when I asked for blog topics last night, I found myself wondering just what to write about today.
Desperate times call for desperate measures. And that’s when things go wrong. Badly. Because most of us don’t cope with it well. Trust me on
I guess Gaiman upset people with this? First, can I offer an apology to the entire universe: for how hair-trigger sensitive the writer/author scene is?
It’s been a week. Mostly, I’ve been head-down in classes. This is mixed, as I am learning things, but it also means I’m not keeping
(Pam is out of town and asked me to post this for her.) “Wolfson, we’re going t’have a chat when I get done with