If fear is the mind killer…. October 26
Then I’ve been dead for a month now. It’s almost Nano time, and I still don’t know how this story is gonna work out. I don’t even know if it is a story I want to write as a novel. Oi vei! How did I get myself into this. Someone end my misery now. Please! I need a paperbag.
No rest for the wicked or the weary…. or the talentless hacks.