Back to good, back to bad, back to mediocre. Whatever. I’m back.
We moved to a new apartment this week; thus, no internet, and no blog. I acutally had to READ REAL BOOKS for entertainment during this time. Jesus. With a copy of Stephen King’s Bizarre of Bad Dreams, I lay awake at night, wondering what PewdiePie was up to, and Boogie2988, and Jim Sterling.
Yes, I’m a fucking novelist who hardly reads books anymore.
But now that we’re settled here, the blog should start up again. Fingers crossed.
Stay real, stay cool, and stay loose.