Here are the first lines from the first post of each month.
I finally got in from my Amtrak train, only 37.5 hours after the original scheduled arrival time.
I didn’t know Melissa Mia Hall, but I do know this: she didn’t have to die.
So, Random House has switched over to agency pricing for its ebooks.
The back story.
I realize this is naive of me but would rather he’d been captured and put on trial.
today’s my wife’s birthday.
Well, really it’s my not-birthday (ob repetitive explanation: My wife and I share a Bday, which sucks, so I bumped mine back a month).
Last night our elderly neighbor, Dolores Snootheim-Jagger, was visiting to borrow some flour and harangue us about going to her church, the Holy Ministry Of The Unlanced Boil, when she asked me to show her this “internet thing” she’d heard so much about.
Here’s an interview with me at The Quillery, for those who like to read this sort of thing.
Everything I want to say about NaNoWriMo would be a repeat of my advice from last year.
The plugin I was using to sell Twenty Palaces directly from my website wasn’t working correctly, so I’ve switched to something else.
[sings] Typos, self! Typos!