Hey my fellow VPers, I'm getting this blog rolling for all y'all.
Thanks for scaring me in Detroit, Bethany.
So, I figured out two major holes in my story this morning and wrote 2000 words. Oh sorry, I put the decimal point in the wrong place, 20.00 words. (Using decimals makes e'rthing seem more official, or not. The plot hole thing is for realsies, though.)
I never thought I would have sung Bob Wills' songs with Cory Doctorow. Take me back to Tulsa, I'm to young to marry. Ow!
"Shed not a tear for humanity, go fetch my stars."