Yeah, I know this has happened more than once recently, but they're all for a good cause.
Y'see, I like to survive - and the only way to do it in this old world is to work for something called "money". Thus, I provide penned product for various creatures upon this planet (what we in the business world call "clients") and they, in compliance with the
Or to pay bills with.
THUS AND SO, I have been wrought and wracked with pen-plagued pain and my snoot is scarred by keeping it upon the grindstone for yea, so long .
HAVING DONE THOSE THINGS of which I was required, I then set
This book (whose very title has brought queries: "Is it the confession of a former sex addict?" "Is it, yea, truly readable?") actually and seriously offers many tips and keys to help readers overcome the blues (not the music. That's cool - the "other" type is not!).
I'm working on a lunch date (er, launch date. Haven't had the other in years ...) and will share more just prior to its public release.
So we've got a lottttttttttttt of catching up to do, campers ... and that means extra innings for both blogs, beginning Thursday. So ....
Now ... I've gotta find a broom and dustpan to sweep up the mess I made whilst working all that other "stuff". After all, a clean office makes for a tidy and organized
slave - er, worker, right? hehe ...