drafts

  • A funny thing happens when you quit your day job and take an impromptu trip to Michigan to crash at your parents’ place for a week. Inspiration, which you’ve been mostly too tired or braindead to truly appreciate, comes rushing back to you like a tidal wave and you want to write all the things.…

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  • So, an interesting thing happened two nights ago, as I sat down and went to type up my “at least a page” of Serpent in a Cage. I was typing away, frowning a little to myself because things weren’t panning out as I thought they had. At first, I chalked it up to that distance…

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