"See the gun Pick it up All day long you'll have good luck"

See the gun / Let it lie / You'll want that gun before you die

Still have Spit Sperm in my head. Dammit.

Have added a bunch of people to my writing journal friends' list, so now you can read the crap I've been spewing. The first two chapters of Different in their final draft are up (though I hate the monkeys, you'll see later) and the third, plus the first three chapters of Storms should be up later today.

"You bear the name and the lineage that we desire"

Last post of the year. Strange to think of it. Taking some of this from angrybunnyman

( Retrospective, or maybe just retro )

I also got in touch with a bunch of old college friends. I love you guys. And I miss you terribly.

For those of you who have been helping/following along in my mad dash to the finish of a bunch of query packages: I am done with the first three chapters of both fucking novels! And I am going out to the NYE party. I'll finish posting them on the writing journal pawprintletters and then you can watch me panic about query letters later. But. This is a great weight off my mind, shoulders, hands, and sanity. Woot.

See you all next year.