There's a fucking title for you, huh?
I'm out of the blogisphere for nearly a month, and the first thing I do when I get back is decide to get profane AND graphic? Hells to the YEAH!
So, what's been going on that I need to get off my fat chest?
Well, first off, I finally finished writing my book, and thanks to my good friends Jan Cannon and Tracy Pashia, I've got two editors already taking my hack-job apart for me. At some point, I'll figure out how I'm gonna publish, and then......
We'll try to take over the world, Pinky.
Of course, since I wrote the damned thing, you'd think I'd be editing. Yeah, right. Something else has come up that's taking up my time, but I'm not currently at liberty to discuss it in a social environment. However, drop me an email and I'll gladly discuss, so long as you don't go posting shit on the interwebs. Rules is rules, after all.
Plus, with what little free time I have----oh, who the fuck am I kidding. I write while I'm at work----I'm writing the SECOND book in what I've already got lined out to be a four book series. Can't help it. Gotta strike while the iron's hot.
I'd love to be able to post a blog and bitch about the shortcomings of society, but I just don't have the energy today. I really just wanted to put something out there because, dammit, I MISS you guys.
Okay, enough of the sappy shit. Quit reading my ramblings and get on with your fucking life.
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