I have to either post on this damned blog or give it up.
I am writing about 5000 words of fiction (hard science fiction) per day, and about 350 of them are worth saving. Which is slow going. Not to mention that I have rewritten the entire concept 4 times so far.
My netfriend Spiritwrack (yes, somebody hasnt had a life since first edition D&D) wants me to post, perhaps here, perhaps on it's own blog, my progress on the new novel. Anybody else want to see the unseemly and unimaginably ugly process of a novel getting written?
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I Am Lizard, Who The Hell Are You?
Rage, confusion, love and hope, in order of prevalence. And some bad poems.
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I Am Lizard, Who The Hell Are You?
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