I can’t believe it’s Monday already. Hell, I can’t even believe it’s August already.
Tons of non-writerly stuff to do today—things involving 6 volt batteries, goggles and a barbeque grill. Sounds fascinating, huh?
In between, I’m working on Full Throttle (the book formerly known as Crotch Rocket). After a dark paranormal, it’s nice to dive into a contemporary again. It’s not a comedy, but it’s got a Hayabusa, so it’s all good.