I am working my butt off to get ’The Supporters’ out of the cutting room.
But, it might take a while longer.
Seeing as the whole structure of the story just collapsed and I apparently don’t know what this story’s about any longer.
And, I look around and the world is going a whole new level of crazy and I just want to crawl into bed and pull the covers over my head and pretend we’re not going eleven hundred miles an hour towards, honestly?
War.
And, a new, backwards, medieval era of superstition and magical thinking. As it seems.
Also, scream.
I want to scream.
But, yeah. I might, produce, something. One of these days.
Just dispairing, right now.
For many, many, reasons.
Never mind.
I’ll just, eat my feelings, or something.
Like a normal person.
Sigh.
Anyway, just wanted to let you know, I WILL have chapters for you. Soon.
Live long, and prosper!